May 2013 – Behind Closed Doors

#LGBT #FridayFantasy With @dochappycamper and Her Bad Girl Heroine

Here we are once again for Friday Fantasy Free For All. I’ve been working on finalizing The Surrender of Julia (Now and Forever 3) and wanted to share an excerpt with you. For those of you who’ve read the first two books in this series, (thanks!) you’ll remember there was character only briefly mentioned in the first book who wouldn’t keep quiet until I told her story.

In the second book The Island, you got to see her in action: the good, the bad and the ugly. But unlike every other villainess I’ve come across, Julia kept calling out to me to give her equal stage time. I tried to do it in The Island, but her story was too large. It threatened to overshadow Jake and Quinn’s tale and I couldn’t have that…and neither could Siren!

The Surrender of Julia was born. Why she turned out to be the grade A bitch we think was responsible for Jake’s near fatal accident. Why she has a slew of lovers at her beck and call at all times. Why she pushes the one man away who seemed to love her unconditionally and why she can’t find true happiness unless she’s kneeling in front of her Mistress awaiting further instructions. It’s all there, ripe for the picking.

Yes you read it right. MISTRESS. You see, Julia is the best damn submissive Dr. Carmen Hall has every met and the only one who holds her heart. It’s when Julia finally surrenders herself to Carmen’s care does she find her heart and soul.

The following is an excerpt from the book where Julia realizes Carmen is who she wants and needs to help her relieve all the chaos surrounding her and turning her life upside down.

As always, let me know what you think.

~Tammy

Adult Story Excerpt from The Surrender of Julia (Now and Forever 3)

Carmen chuckled. “As you said, the man is full of himself. It didn’t take him long to brag to me that he was nailing you in the supply closet while Kathy watched. He said Kathy was a threat to not only him, but to me. If I didn’t fire her effective immediately, he was going to see to it that the Board found out about our relationship. He tried to act like he knew about it all along, but I could tell he was pissed.”

Julia swallowed hard. That was exactly what she’d been afraid he’d try to pull. Even through Carmen told her repeatedly that it wasn’t a secret she was a lesbian, Julia never wanted to be the reason the other hospital administrators turned against her. She didn’t want Carmen to know she was still worried about it, so she put on the tough girl act once again. “I tossed our affair out at Mario to get a rise out of him. He wouldn’t take no for an answer and I wanted him out of my bed, out of my condo and out of my life. Finding out he wasn’t the only one I’d been sleeping with for more than a few years got his attention. Finding out it was you, sent him over the edge. If he wants to go to make a formal complaint about you, then let him. You’ve never made your sexual preferences a secret. Why would the Board give a shit about it now?”

“I’m not concerned about me. You have a reputation to consider too. For the last two years you made it clear to your adoring public you were with Jake. Now if all of this comes out—”

“All it would do is to create more buzz about my gallery. I love sex, Carmen, with men and women. You’ve known that right from the day we met. No man has been in my life as long as you have.”

Carmen got up from her desk and joined Julia on the love seat, taking her hand. “I know and you mean the world to me. I just don’t want anything to hurt you.” She squeezed her hand a bit before bringing it to her lips. “And don’t go pulling the tough chick act with me. I know you’re worried about my reputation here. It just makes me love you all the more.”

Julia leaned over and kissed Carmen softly at first, touching her honey-hued skin, then deepening the kiss as she felt Carmen relax in her arms. She loved the feel of this woman and all of her curves. That’s what attracted Julia to her in the first place, those classic Botticelli hips and thighs. She couldn’t get enough of her when they were together. It had been far too long, and Carmen had been so patient.

Carmen abruptly broke their kiss, panting. “I’m due at a hospital meeting in twenty minutes. How about you go home, and pick up the overnight bag you always have packed. Get out of that condo for a few days and let me work out your stresses for you.”

Julia felt the sudden rush of hot fluid between her thighs and she actually blushed. The last time Carmen worked out her kinks, she found herself on the receiving end of a humongous dildo. Carmen had feasted on every inch of her, worked her with the paddle and then tied her to the bed while fucking her with the strap on. Both women had been in heaven in their rolls as Domme and sub. No one had given Julia as much pleasure or cared for her more, except Jacob.

“I would love to spend the next week with you. You always know exactly what I need.” She kissed Carmen again, running her fingers through her curly, pale blonde hair, chasing her tongue slowly, giving her just a taste of her submission.

Carmen smiled and helped her from the couch. “Go ahead and make yourself at home. I’ll be there just after six. Make sure to wear the thigh high boots and the bells.”

Julia shivered and bit her lip, lowering her eyes. “I’ll be strapped in and waiting for your instructions, Mistress.”

#WildAndWicked Author @Sheri_Fredricks Talks Dirty in Her New #Erotic #Fantasy

Welcome to Wild and Wicked Wednesdays at Behind Closed Doors! I’m thrilled to welcome back one of my “Wicked” friends and fellow erotic romance author Sheri Fredricks. Just a few days ago we helped celebrate the release of her new erotic fantasy Troll-y Yours by teasing you with the blurb and hot cover. Today, Sheri herself is here to talk a bit about a topic near and dear to my heart…talking dirty. Yep. You read that correctly. Ms. Fredricks gives us some pointers on using our voices to enhance our sexual encounters and what better way to demonstrate that then to share a SMOKING HAWT excerpt from her book?

I can’t think of anything at the moment so how about I turn things over to Sheri and let’s all get a few points in using our “naughty talk.” 😉

Talk dirty to me.

Depending on your comfort level, a little dirty talk could be anything from asking for what you want —

— to coming right out and demanding it!

Talking sexy in bed enhances the sex, kicks it up for more provocative, enticing, and electrifying sex. Yes, it will turbo-charge your lovemaking.

I imagine the majority of us fall somewhere in between, and this level of comfort fluxuates as often as our mood changes. With the rise of BDSM in books, and participants are willing to learn and experiment, a little dirty talk could be taken to a whole new level.

For many, sex is as much a mental experience as it is physical. Imagine if you couldn’t make a sound. The sex just wouldn’t be as hot…as passionate…or as steamy as it could be. Sound is powerful erotic tool that can heighten pleasure, magnify feelings, and intensify orgasms.

That’s why the voice is so important to the quality of our experience.

I’ve heard it said that talking sexy is “sexy talk”: “I love the feel of your hair…the way you smell…I love everything about you.”

But some would think that’s a weak way to look at it. Rather, it’s better to think of it as “talking dirty” because the purpose is to dominantly lead your partner into sexual submission with your words:

“You like being fucked hard? I’m going to fuck you hard…take you and fuck you real hard against the wall, and then fuck you again.”

In my BBW Erotic Fantasy Romance Troll-y Yours, the heroine is too self-conscious to ask for what she wants. But her testosterone laden man knows just what she needs. Then again, she’s intuitive and knows what he needs as well.

ADULT EXCERPT

“Al.”

Alek squeezed his eyes shut. The breathy sound of his name on her delectable tongue would be his undoing. But he wanted his name, his full name, to pass between her lips before he tumbled them over the edge.

“My name is Aleksander. Say it.”

“Al…”

He hooked his arm around one of her knees, lifting her leg high. Pulling back, he drove into her hard.

“Oh, yes! Yes…Aleksander.”

“That’s my girl.” He added a playful slap to her ass. “Say it again.”

This time Ella’s voice strained. She arched and threw her head back. “Al…Aleksander!”

“Yes, Kalos?” He pounded her in earnest now, his scrotum tightening, pressure building. If he gritted his teeth any harder, he’d chip the points off. Strain of holding back was almost painful, and he closed his eyes tight.

Ella’s short nails sank into his skin where she gripped his forearms. “I’m—Holy Titans!”

Faint spasms gripped the head of his deeply buried cock. The milking sensation moved up his shaft with increasing strength and speed. Beneath him, Ella’s body bucked. She cried out, moaning long and low. Her small hands moved to cling to his back and if she drew blood, he could really give a shit.

This was ecstasy at its peak.

The best he’d ever had.

With a subtle shift, Ella reached down and grabbed a handful of his hardworking ass, pressed him into her and forced him to lag his frantic movements.

“Gods,” he moaned. “Please.”

The slide and drag was more than he could bear, his whole body felt the sensation. Tight, wet, hot, she enveloped him. She moved beneath him in a slow pumping rhythm.

He didn’t last long.

Explosions of white-hot rapture, and he was there. Aleksander stiffened his arm braced beside her shoulder, slapped his hips once more to hers, and let loose his climax.

Buried deep, liquid energy erupted from his body into hers, creating a shockwave that ripped him in two.

Time stopped. The forest fell away. All that remained was a perfect female Troll who gathered his depleted body close.

****

Troll-y Yours, Book 2 of the Centaur series is available:

Amazon

Smashwords

Barnes and Noble

About the Author

Always on the hunt for the uncommon things in life, author Sheri Fredricks thrives on creating adventures in her mythological kingdom for her readers.

A former engineering secretary, Sheri lives on the beautiful central coast of California. “I wanted to move away from inflexible right angles and create an unboxed world with no boundaries.” A voracious reader since her early years, Sheri found her brain crowded with stories and characters of her own. “Ultimately,” she says, “my husband encouraged me to write them all down.”

Sheri loves to spend time at home. A computer hutch keeps her focused on creating stories, but the panoramic view of life on a ranch will call her outside to play in the sun.

Visit Sheri Fredricks

Revealing A New Cover from Author R.L. Kirk

Welcome to Behind Closed Doors and another hot cover reveal! Another of my good friends is gearing up for the release of the first book in their paranormal romance series. I say “their” because R.L. Kirk is not just one person. It’s actually two: male and female. Together they can give us the best of both worlds and bring characters to life that will grab you the moment they appear on the page. Not sure? Well, take a look at the blurb from the first book in their Blackwood series.

Amidst a war of attrition and a struggle for power

Lily Blackwood is torn between two strong men…

One, Wallace is her perfect idea of a partner, loving, loyal and handsome. The second, Bryn, is her true mate, the man chosen for her by nature and her family. Denial and naivety for nature’s choice, sends her into a rage of independence against the laws of her own destiny, family and her own father.

Wallace Kirk is assigned to protect the beautiful Lily since her birth…

His loyalties are tearing him apart. His own mate, dead, taken from him, fills his thoughts as Lily begs for his attention. She needs him, but not as much as the wolf that prowls in her flesh.

Bryn Kemp’s nature and need fill his flesh…

Yet his true mate, the woman chosen for him, denies her destiny. His battle for her and his own pride must overcome her feisty rebellious streak.

Both men must fight for her in the throes of oncoming battle and she must make the right choice. A decision that will shape the war.

Wolves in a power struggle. Gorgeous heroes competing for the heart of a saucy heroine. Did I say wolves? Blackwood: Lily is going to knock our socks off. How do I know? Take a look at the cover below and tell me you won’t be bouncing in your seat every day until this one is available for purchase. Oh! Did I tell you the print version will be available at the end of June too? hehehe

New Release and #CoverReveal from @Sheri_Fredricks

Welcome to Behind Closed Doors! I’m excited to help my friend and fellow author Sheri Fredrick show off the cover of her new release Troll-y Yours (Book 2 The Centaurs). Another of our friends tipped off our little group of Wicked Women that Sheri was a bit busy with things in her “real” life and wasn’t able to get the word out herself about the book being available on Amazon. Well, not one to let a bud down, I had to promise space on all of my adult blogs for the cover.

If you read the first book of Sheri’s series, you will be happy to learn that this one is even hotter. Of course you have your sexy centaur hero, but in this one there’s a curvy female troll that has the centaur all hot and bothered…and the rest of us as well! Here’s the blurb and see for yourself.

SHE TAKES A CHANCE.

Determined to forge a better life, Ella launches her new business with high hopes—until a sexy Centaur bumps into her and throws her life off course forever. Voted “Most Eligible Bachelor in Boronda”, Aleksander shakes up her world and tilts her in more ways than one.

HE’S IN DANGEROUS TERRITORY.

Years of warfare and countless bedroom encounters have stolen Kempor Aleksander’s luster for life. He never expects to rediscover his zeal in the small, redheaded form of Ella the Troll, who fires his blood hotter than the deepest caverns in the forest.

But as trouble lingers in their midst—and edges ever closer—Alek and Ella spiral into troubled terrain. Turning to each other, the pair face down dangers that run impenetrably deep in their mythological world. But will the two lovers discover a passion that runs even deeper?

ooooooo! Come on. You know you want to read this one. Go ahead and click HERE to take you right to Amazon so you can download your own copy. Hurry hurry!

~Tammy

@dochappycamper Explains How Finding Your #Erotic Niche Isn’t Selling Out

Yesterday an author created a bit of an uproar over a blog post she did about “selling out” and compromising her principles when she turned to writing erotic romance. She was upset by the fact her debut erotic romance made money hand over fist compared to the series she wrote in her chosen genre of urban fantasy.

As many of you know, I’m a big proponent of authors helping authors and one to call bullshit when I see it. It’s bad enough when media and readers treat authors of the adult genres poorly, but now there’s a growing number of authors who’ve made it their mission to trash those of us who choose to write explicit material. Some have gone as far to say they were “forced” to write erotic romance in order to make more money and then decide to take it upon themselves to try to change the genre to conform to their “moral outlook.”

Well, you have a HUGE fight on your hands, chippy. I won’t sit back and let you take MY chosen genre and turn it into something from the past. Long gone are the days the love scenes fade to black and leave everything behind closed doors. Gone are the days where flowery purple prose are used to describe sexual encounters. GONE are the days where authors are slapped for using the “street terms” for genitalia. Just because you cringe every time you read or hear the word CUNT doesn’t mean the rest of us do. Get over yourselves!

For more of my opinion, please stop in to my sister blog Sassy Vixen Publishing. As The Vixen I took on this topic and a bit more. Click HERE to go to the post.

My question to those authors and readers who are offended by the explicit language used in erotica and erotic romance is this: why do you write/read it? Stick with the genres you love the most and stop bashing mine. More importantly, stop trying to change it into something you’re comfortable reading/writing just because you want to jump on the erotica fun train.

~Tammy

WINNER of the #BDSM Package for the #CalienteBlogHop Is…

So excited! Rafflecopter chose one entry from over 300 to receive my Caliente prize package of the BDSM Date Night Props. Drum roll please…

Teel Kelley!

I’ve already sent an email to the winner and will ship the prizes out over the next two weeks. Congratulations to Teel!

Make sure the rest of you keep checking Four Seduced Muses for the announcement of the winner of the Grand Prize. That will be done by the end of the week. Thank you all for participating and see you for our summer hop!

~Tammy

How Caliente Do You Want Your Date Night to Be? #CalienteBlogHop #sextoys #bedroomprops

Welcome to the second day of the Caliente Blog Hop hosted by the Four Seduced Muses! Because of the rotating nature of my blog, I didn’t want the hop post or the Rafflecopters to get lost in the shuffle, so I ended up creating a CALIENTE! page just for the hoppers. To get to it, just click on the tab at the top of this site…the one that says “Caliente Blog Hop—CLICK HERE!!!”

I had noticed that folks were still leaving comments, EXCELLENT! but they didn’t seem to find the Rafflecopter. You see, WordPress doesn’t allow me to post the actual Rafflecopter graphic. It will show up as a clickable link that will take you to the Rafflecopter so you can get your entries. For those of you who were here yesterday, please make sure you go ahead and visit the Rafflecopter. You can earn up to 55 entries. Go ahead and try it. If you have trouble, please let me know so I can at least be sure your entry for making a comment gets logged and in the running for my prize package.

So what are you waiting for? Go on and click on the tab in the menu at the top of this site and get yourself in the running for my Caliente! Date Night Package…and yes there’s a bit of a BDSM theme! 😉

~Tammy

#FantasyFreeForAll: @dxluc Shows Off Touch of the Gods: The Wager

Hello my peeps! This is the first time Fantasy Free For All is a feature here on Behind Closed Doors and what better way to kick that off then with a fabulous giveaway! My friend author D.X. Luc is offering a signed print copy of her wickedly hot erotic romance Touch of the Gods: The Wager. Let’s take a peek at this one…

BLURB

When love and war make a little wager, what could possibly go wrong?

I am Hephaestus. God of inventions, blacksmiths, and volcanoes. Sounds like I’m awesome right? Well, I’m not. In fact, I’m the loser of Olympus and a new bachelor to boot. Living the single life is great until a decade passed. Honestly if my divorce from the Goddess of Love wasn’t bad enough, I am still being rejected by the other women of my home.

Because of an incessant need to make me a pawn in his game, my brother, Ares convinces Eros to make a little bet. A wager that puts my lack of love life to the test. Sent to Earth, I’m skeptical, when suddenly I lose myself in the sensual scent and beauty of the full bodied Vanessa. She is my everything, my perfection.

Sadly, from a single caress upon her silky flesh, I sent our lives into a downward spiral of hell. To save her, I must get beyond my demons of the past. And to save me, she will have to decide if I’m worth giving up everything for.

Oh! Doesn’t that just grab you? Rumor has it that The Vixen is due to review this one shortly. I’ll let you know what that goes up. I love stories about the gods and goddesses—even before I found my calling as a Wiccan. It’s books such as this one that have helped me pursue the idea of having the supernatural beings in my work too. It’s fun to imagine these beings in all too human situations! hehehe

So what is it like for an author to think up these scenes they write about? D.X. explains:

“I like to play with myself”

Have you ever wondered what happens in the mind of an author when they write their steamy sex scenes? Well, I don’t know about others, but for me, I like to act them out.

Touch of the Gods: The Wager has some pretty hot sections that will leave windows fogged and glasses misty. But they didn’t come easy. In fact, one had me questioning if the logistics would work out or if I’d make a true anatomical mistake.

See? That just won’t do.

So I work very hard in making sure I write everything perfectly. Even if that means laying on my bed and pushing my knees up to my head. I try to envision each position, every hand on parts of the body. I do it all. And I look absolutely ridiculous when doing it. But that’s okay, I do it for you, my reader, my fan. For all of you.

And we are glad you do, D.X!

Here’s another taste of Touch of the Gods for you…

“I’m Vanessa. I should uh, thank you, I guess.” My body was in full horn dog mode while flush against his and I knew that if I didn’t keep the conversation going, we’d end up on my bed.

Heph had left me in a very bad state of mind and this handsome savior of mine, might end up a victim of my sexual insanity. Of course, from the look on his face, he would gladly take the hit. Maybe….”No! I can’t do this.”

“Do what? We’re just standing.”

“No, no we weren’t. I can’t fall for this again, I won’t be used again!” The pain of why I’d tried to kill myself came crashing back to my soul like a freight train. I felt Heph’s touch, his kiss.
I saw him with Willa. He lied to me, they were together–I just knew it. All the men wanted her, not me. Never me.

My body convulsed and if the Ares guy hadn’t caught me, I would have jumped out of the window. I struggled against the bonds that were his arms, and dug in my heels to the floor hopelessly, as he pushed me back to the bed. We fell together, his weight crushing into me.

For a moment, his eyes looked like they were overflowing with the blood of lost soldiers, red and vibrant, flowing through the streets of mayhem.

As if the fierce look in his eyes had transferred to me, emotions unadulterated and violent filled my veins with lust, rage and need. “Fuck me! I need it, now!”

“As you wish, séxi sklávos.”

How our clothes disappeared as fast as they had, I’m not sure and honestly? I didn’t care.

What I was certain of, was the searing heat of his hardness as it rammed into me with such ferocity that my headboard left a crack in the wall. I clawed at his back, knowing I drew blood, but as the scent of the tangy liquid and the hard sex assailed me, my mind shattered.

Still not convinced? Take a look at the video trailer. 😉

Gotcha now, don’t I? LOL You really have to get this book for yourself. It’s available in both ebook and print from Amazon. If you want a chance to win a free signed print copy of this book, make sure you leave a comment or two below for D. X. She’ll be picking a winner within a few days. Also look for her and her work on her blog The Island of Sinful Restraints.

About the Author

A Little about me, D. X. Luc

An avid reader since I was a child, I never found a book I disliked. Mostly, you could find me lost in Shakespeare, Edgar Allen Poe, or Ernest Hemingway, and my most favorite, Ancient Greek literature. Taking my love of books, I started writing poetry, short stories, and even helped with screen writes for my drama club.

By the time I was in my teens, my older sister introduced me to my first romance novel, The Hawk and the Dove by Virginia Henley. The moment I fell into the world of love, I was hooked, and my addiction for more grew until I found myself delving deeper into the erotic.

After being convinced that I had the skills to try my hand at writing, I went to work on my first story Down the Yellow Brick Road: Finding Home. And since being published, I’ve not looked back.

Now, as a busy mom of three, that home schools, drives to activities, and manages to find time to just take a breath, I have to say, I love being naughty when I get the chance. It’s freeing and I wouldn’t want it any other way!