Welcome back to Behind Closed Doors. It’s Monday once again and time to introduce you to another author and their newest release. Today I’m excited to welcome author DD Symms to our site. Boarding is his very first erotic romance novel and I’m thrilled to have him here today to talk about it. So without further adieu…DD, the stage is all yours!
Glad to visit Tammy, and thank you for hosting me. Boarding, is the first book of The Jessie Carter Fashion Series: True Friends are Life’s Greatest Pleasure. I”m currently working on the second book now, but today is all about introducing you to the heroine, Jessie. She’s a young fashion designer who dreams of working with a world famous model and suddenly gets her wish. Jessie Carter gets the surprise of her life during a visit to New York City when she gets a call to design a dress in one day for a world renowned model. Her work is cut out for her as she has to fight the objections of her boyfriend, fend off a crazed gossip columnist and fight falling for the assistant to the model’s manager. Oh, did I mention the assistant is bisexual? As you can see, Jessie has a lot on her plate and she still has to design that dress!
Jessie Carter loves her craft of designing fashion and that’s what appeals to me. She’s not start struck even though she does admire the model, Veve Rouselette. Jessie’s watched shows of Veve’s commitment to quality and that’s what she strives for in her own work. Alas, Jessie has a wonderful but controlling boyfriend in Raymond. He designs mobile apps and has big plans for Jessie’s life that he “knows” would be better suited for her.
Callan DeLongpre, the bisexual assistant and lover of Torrey Johnson, simply takes pleasure in helping others. He and Jessie connect in a way that’s more fully developed in a later novel, my current WIP Arrival.
Boarding doesn’t foucs on the glamour of the fashion industry, but on the relationships of the characters and how their sexuality draws them together and creates a lot of tension when their desires are not aligned.
I will send the first 3 chapters of Boarding to any reader who comments below with an email address.
In the meantime, how about a little teaser? In this excerpt, Jessie and Raymond are in separate cities. She is performing for him on webcam…
Jessie arranged the pillows so she could lean back on them. Her legs dangled over the edge of the mattress and she ran the crystal toy the length of her body and then spread her legs wide. “Can you see?”
“Yeah. You’re so lovely.” He gritted his teeth.
She ran the curved tip over the few tiny hairs on her mons and then pressed once on her clit. Whoever crafted the product was a genius. There was an unusual balance to it, so even though it had no batteries it still felt like it had its own natural movement.
She leaned back on one elbow and raised the point with the other hand. “I got this in London.”
“Yeah.” Jessie moved the tip along the lips of her labia.
“Why?” Raymond sounded shocked and incredulous.
“Huh?” Jessie did a double take.
“Why’d you buy it?”
Jessie inserted the tip but just like a balloon bursting with the prick of a pin, the molten lust flowing in the air instantly cooled. She reclined and pulled it out. “What do you mean ‘why did I buy it’?”
“Was it expensive?” He was awakened from his sensuous daze. “Cash or credit? You told me there are specials online all the time.”
Perhaps Raymond was a long, lost relative of Ebenezer Scrooge. “Aw, sweetheart.” Jessie collapsed on the pillows and the ceiling seemed to close in on her. She wished Raymond could appreciate the experience of walking into a store and browsing. She had been so hot and so close to striking a fucking orgasm when the fire department from the Kingdom of Pure Pragmatism arrived in time to completely douse her. “Why the hell would you care?” She couldn’t help raising her voice.
“It’s my money, goddamn it.”
“Of course it is. And you’ve mentioned your concerns about not having enough.”
Ugh, I sound like a child. Swearing from anger was distasteful, especially when lying naked on silk sheets in a five-star hotel overlooking Central Park. Her long-term career options weighed on her more than spending habits. He couldn’t hear that.
Raymond had such an ability to inflame her passion when he wanted. He knew how to apply tiny quick kisses and lather her in luxurious strokes with his tongue and his hands. But the past several months after his tech firm launched, his playfulness had grown dim like the diminishing wick of a candle. Now he huffed, puffed, and extinguished the flame.
DD Symms Website http://ddsymms.wordpress.com