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Monday, 29 September 2014

I'm being Grilled by @noellekeaton over the #AlwaysCambridge Series

I'm over at my pal Noelle Keaton's place today discussing my experience during the writing of the Always Cambridge Series. I hope you'll stop by and check out our conversation, leave us a comment if you'd like. She asked me some thought provoking questions. 


Follow the Saga from the beginning... Always Cambridge


Have a great day!

Monday, 3 December 2012

Welcome Author Nancy Adams


Please welcome fellow Canadian and Total E-Bound author Nancy Adams to Pick a Genre Already.
Warm Welcome, Nancy...

What was your favourite book as a child/teenager?

Lightening by Dean Koontz. It’s not a romance book but it is still one of my all time favourites. That budding romance between the main characters was simple but at the same time touching. The action and comedy was pretty great too.

Who was the first author or what was the first book you read that introduced you to the genre that you most enjoy writing in?

Actually, I began writing romance at first and I hadn’t read anything by an erotic romance author. I enjoyed reading Johanna Lindsey, Iris Johansen, and Julie Garwood. I still like reading books by those authors. I made my jump to the erotic romance when Total-E-Bound Publishing accepted my first book. My then editor said I needed to smut up my story so it fit within their guidelines. Sooo, I did... and here I am writing... as my brother affectionately refers to as Chic Porn. LOL

Do you believe in love at first sight? And if so have you ever been so afflicted? Did you do anything about it? (Did you go for it?)

Yes, I do believe in love at first sight and of course, I went for it... I married him!

Is there a particular word you overuse or writing technique that your editor(s) ride you about? Mine is over using the word ‘harshly’.

Yes. I have done my fair share of over used words, in one book it was ‘gently’, another it was ‘frowned’. However, IBP’s or ‘Independent Body Parts’ has topped the list. I have this way of detaching body parts like hands or eyes and allowing them to do their own thing.
For example: His hand touched her cheek.
Sounds okay, but if you picture it in your head, a hand is floating in mid-air and it touched a woman’s cheek all by itself. That’s freaky and cool! Lol
I do my best to catch all those nasty IBP’s but some still slip through.
 
Have you ever suffered from writer’s block? (Or do you even believe in it?) If so, how were you able to overcome it?

Oh man, have I ever!
I overcome it by reading what I have already written or I switch off and work on a different storyline. Or sometimes I have a shower. Lol For some reason I get a tone of ideas when I’m in the shower. I know, I know I’m weird, but if it works, who am I to argue.

If you could live anywhere in the world, where would it be?

Well, I have to say I’m pretty happy living in Canada. But if they decided to give me the boot, I’d hop across the pond and shack up in merry old England. Or Scotland, Ireland, Wales. I’m not picky. Oh... Germany and France too!

     I'm with you, Nancy. Scotland/ England/Wales for me, too. (I think our roots are showing) 

If you could bring one of your own characters to life, who would it be and why?

Hmmm. That’s a great question. I guess I would have to say William MacKenzie from my up coming book The Bannockburn Spell. He’s tall, dark and dreamy plus is a soldier, well ex-SBS. I have a real soft spot for Army... or in this case Navy guys.

What are you reading right now?

I am reading Simply Irresistible by Rachel Gibson. She is such a great author. Her books always make me laugh.
 
If you were to do a reality show, which one would it be?

I don’t watch reality shows so I don’t know much about them. But I have seen Fear Factor and the Japanese show MXC; now those shows I would do, they look like fun.

What is the craziest, most exciting, or most dangerous thing you’ve ever done?

Sorry, I was sworn to secrecy by the other parties involved. LOL
           
Name a celebrity, athlete, musician, etc. you’d most like to get naughty with.
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b8/Dwayne_The_Rock_Johnson_2009_Tribeca_portrait.jpg
Dwayne Johnson



Do you want name for every category... lol
Okay how about I combine them. Dwayne Johnson. Yum... yum... yum! He was or maybe he still is a wrestler and he played football for the Calgary Stampeders. He’s an alright actor and I heard he can sing. I get my cake and to eat it too... teehee... you know what I mean. 
     
I have to agree with you Nanc. I love his smile. I mean, he has other fantastic body parts too and we should regale them at great lengths, but that grin... just does it for me! The man could talk me into anything! You are not the first of my guests to mention what the Rock is cookin'! Are you all doing the eyebrow thing now? 

Do you have family Christmas Traditions that you observe every year?

When it’s closer to Christmas, my husband and I bundle up our kidlets and take them for a night-time walk to see all the neighbour lights. Then we go home, have a fire and drink hot chocolate while watching Christmas shows or a Christmas movie.

What is your favourite Christmas Carol/song/hymn?

You’re probably going to laugh, but it’s Holly Jolly Christmas sung by Burl Ives. I always remember trying to sing along with it at the end of Rudolph the Red Nose Reindeer. I butchered the words of course. I still sing it when I watch it with my kids. They think I’m amazing because I know the words.
 
Share with us a special childhood Christmas memory (favourite toy, special moment that you now treasure, best gift either given or received)




I have a couple of favourite memories but the one that stands out the most was when my brother would sneak into my room to wait for Santa. Every year we were going to wait up to see ‘The Big Man’ and while we waited we would play Monopoly. But, after the first 45 minutes I would get so tired that I didn’t want to play and would lay on my bed with my arm hung over the side watching John play for both of us. LOL He just loves Christmas. 
 
Real Tree or Artificial? 

Artificial... but I wish they came with a scratch ‘n sniff or something, I love the scent of pine from a real Christmas tree.

Star or Angel? 

For the top of the tree... has to be a Star

Hot Chocolate or Egg Nog? 

Mmm... Hot Chocolate... with Marshmallows...

Holiday Fanatic or Scrooge? 

Holiday Fanatic... except when it’s time to pack things away, then I wish I was a Scrooge Lol

What can readers look forward to next?

My next book The Bannockburn Spell is due out in January 7th.  Woo hoo! It’s a Contemporary Erotic Romance mixed with some fantasy and fairytale elements. I can hardly wait. This is my baby; it’s the first book I ever wrote.
Please tell us about your newest release.

My newest release The Soul Within is a Paranormal Erotic Romance. But don’t let the Paranormal fool you, it’s not just all about ghosts. It has medians – which I have defined as a soul that is separate from it’s body – both good and bad, lost souls, angels, a really bad... bad guy and of course a woman that doesn’t age and oh yah... she can sometimes see the dead.

Author: Nancy Adams

Title: The Soul Within

Genre: Paranormal Erotic Romance


Release Date: June 18th, 2012

Buy Link:  Amazon.com –
 

Author Blog:  http://fancynancyadams.blogspot.ca/

Blurb:  
 
Alex’s body is in a coma. His soul, however, is not. Desperate to become whole, he must first convince stubborn beauty Evening Sinclair that he is not dead.

For generations, the Sinclairs have been healers. Using a gentle touch to heal the body and a soothing word to heal the soul. Evening Sinclair is no different. Yet despite her secret abilities, Eve has a somewhat normal existence. She enjoys her small physiotherapy practice, dotes on her eight-year-old daughter and occasionally helps souls get back into their bodies—that is until Alex, with his brooding good looks and glowing eyes, appears in her kitchen.

Alex is desperate to get back into his body—two innocent lives depend on it. His only obstacle is Eve and her stubborn fear. Unfortunately for Eve, Alex is ruthless and just as stubborn. He will do whatever it takes to get what he wants. He will not ‘go away’ and no matter how much Eve tortures him with her lush body and perfect mouth, he will not change his mind. Eve will merge him, and if it takes him haunting her day and night, she will merge him back with a body—any body.

Naughty Excerpt from The Soul Within

She enjoyed soaping his body, even though she wished it was his body she was touching. When she closed her eyes, she could still see him lying in the hospital bed, the hard strength in his arms and shoulders. See the rippled muscles of his stomach and the dark hair covering his chest and face. She opened her eyes as she lathered his back. Cade had a nice body too, but it was not Alex.
             
She turned him around and began soaping his chest and shoulders. Covered his arms and hands, stroked his palm and pulled gently on each finger. Moved to his hips and knelt down, running her hands down the length of each leg. When she cupped him, she looked up and watched his face. His only indication that he liked what she was doing was the flaring of his nostrils. She stood and nudged him under the water and rubbed at his body to help remove the soap. She moved her hand to his now hard cock and stroked the length of him. God, he smelt so good, clean and manly. She pressed her mouth to his chest, swirled her tongue over his wet skin. Oh man, he tasted good too.      

She glanced back up to his face, slowly pumping his shaft. His eyes were glowing but the lids hung low as he stared back at her. She licked at her lips, her mouth starting to water at the idea of sucking him into her mouth. He shook his head. She nodded hers. Then dropped to her knees and took him into her mouth.
             
He tasted good, so good. She couldn’t get enough. The need he triggered deep in her soul was heating her body up. She sucked hard, sliding up and down and received a growl for her effort. Then, she was lifted by her arms and Alex was crushing her mouth with his. He clasped her head between his hands and pulled back panting. “You make me…I want to…I don’t know how…” He stopped and took a deep breath.
             
Eve placed her hands on his cheeks and, in an effort to calm him, adjusted her voice, “I know. It’s the same for me.”
             
He shook his head, still confused and pulled her forward, crushing her against him. His mouth was hard and demanding. She allowed him to take whatever he needed.
             
He surprised her when he turned her away from him and placed her hands on the wall. His hands were all over her, cupping and stroking, gliding down her waist to her hips, then behind. Then, slipping his fingers between her legs, he parted her creamy lips. She groaned and rocked her hips back pushing her backside against his thick cock. She felt him drop his head onto her back as he toyed with her entrance. She rocked her hips again, not able to help herself.
             
“Fuck.” He groaned and, grabbing her hips, plunged deep.
             
She moaned from the sudden heat of his invasion. His hands never ceased their carnal torment, moving over her body greedily, squeezing and caressing, setting her skin on fire. He fondled her breasts, pinched her nipples, kissed her shoulders. His arms wrapped around her and he pulled her back against his chest, his breath hot in her ear as he moved in long, so-slow strokes. He slid his fingers back into her slick folds and moved them in lazy circles. She came almost at once, grinding her hips back against him.
             
Alex grunted in frustration as he withdrew from her body. He grabbed her shoulders, turned her to face him and forced her hand to his cock. “Finish me, Eve.”
             
She understood immediately and gripped the slick length, pumping him hard and fast. He framed the sides of her head, kissing her. She tightened her grip and ran her finger over the sensitive tip with each hard stroke. He pulled his mouth away, but held her face next to his. She pumped a little harder, squeezed a little tighter as his hips bucked and he groaned into her mouth as he came.

The Soul Within

Author Bio

Besides her addiction to trash novels and bed linens, Nancy has been known to spontaneously rearrange furniture and stay up to the wee hours of the morning reading.  Writing is a new passion for Nancy, which began in 2008 with 'hobby' writing courses, while her husband was deployed.
           
Nancy's favorite genre...is anything romance related, although she does enjoy a good laugh.  As for her own novels, she demands three elements, intrigue, humor and a good dose of naughty scenes. 
           
Her other hobbies include, walking the dogs, running, and painting (not on canvas...the house).  Nancy lives in Eastern Ontario with her family and two furry beasts.
  
Thanks for joining me today, Nancy. Merry Christmas! Happy Holidays!

Wednesday, 31 October 2012

Welcome Lisabet Sarai - Dark Cravings

Happy Halloween! It's a little more like Christmas around here for me. I am beyond thrilled to welcome multi-published Author Lisabet Sarai to Pick a Genre Already. Anyone that has followed me either here on the blog  or on Twitter, knows that Lisabet is a big favourite of mine. I am just a new author but Lisabet has been a great influence on me. She has helped, supported, calmed, bolstered and promoted me, given much needed advice and has had never-ending patience with my frequent questions and recurrent insecurities. For those of you who are unfamiliar, I guarantee you will leave here wanting to read more.  Lisabet is an incredible storyteller and just as open and giving in her writing as she is as a person, as you will find in this post. And for those of you who are fans like me, just sit back and Enjoy — Lisabet Sarai's Dark Cravings...
 
Dark Cravings 
by Lisabet Sarai


Happy Halloween, everyone! I'm delighted to be guesting over here at H K's blog on one of my favorite days of the year. In honor of the holiday, I thought I would talk about the way we erotic authors are motivated by dark cravings. Ask any one of us. If we're honest, we'll admit that we write, at least in part, to exorcise wicked and forbidden hungers.

I don't mean the desire to drink blood or tear victims limb from limb. I'm talking about the lusts we dare not consummate, the dangerous fantasies that would shatter our neat little worlds if we ever made them real. Ever imagine being ravished by a stranger? Or by more than one?  Pictured yourself kissing and fondling your closest female friend? Thought about being tied so tightly you couldn't move, with vibrating dildos embedded front and rear? Ever watch your twenty-year-old son's best buddy, blond, tanned and well-muscled, and wish you could lure the guy upstairs to your bedroom on a sleepy summer afternoon? Then there's that crush you had in high school, that never went beyond a single kiss on graduation night. What if you encountered him again at your twentieth reunion and could slip away from your unsuspecting husband to reignite that lost passion?

Practically every erotic author I know began by dumping personal fantasies to the page and then pushing them far beyond anything she'd ever do in reality.  I'm no exception. My debut novel, Raw Silk, is not in any sense autobiographical, but it was fueled by recollections of my first experiences with BDSM. In the book, my heroine Kate goes far beyond anything my master and I did during our few short months of active experimentation. Furthermore, my hero Gregory has none of my real master's insecurities or hang-ups. In fact (though I didn't realize it at the time), he's a bit of a stereotype, the idealized Dom of whom every submissive dreams. Still, he's not cardboard. He speaks with my master's voice, in that mocking yet tender tone that melted me during our thrilling encounters. I even had Gregory use some of my master's words.

Raw Silk is an expression of the profound impact our mutual explorations had upon me and my sexuality. It's a tribute to him, as well as a lavish fantasy extravaganza in which he claims me for his own, forever.

In the real world, my master and I drifted apart. He never managed to communicate his real feelings for me; I thought he saw me as nothing more than a kinky playmate. By the time I understood the true depth of our bond, I had met and married my husband, a loving and sexually adventurous man, but someone who is bewildered by my submissive yearnings. My first novel turns back time, allowing me to play with notions of what my life might have been like, had I taken another path. 
  
I'm still in contact with my master. Our youthful passion has transformed itself into an intimate friendship.  As my writing has matured, I've tackled characters and scenarios far less similar to my personal history,  but he still haunts my stories every now and again. I've written quite a few tales set in an alternative universe where my master and I were still a couple, even set up housekeeping together. Interested readers will find several in my recent collections Body Electric, Just a Spanking and Spank Me Again, Stranger. (I'm curious as to whether people could figure out just which tales were most closely modeled after him.) And occasionally, I've gone beyond those imaginings, into the true heart of darkness.
 
My short story “Never Too Late” (in Body Electric) tackles a particularly dangerous “what if” scenario. What if I'd met my master later in life, after a long and happy marriage? Would I have reacted the same way as I did when I was in my twenties? Would I have experienced the same transcendent level of fulfillment? And if I did, what then?

Let my story speak for me.

                                                                                        ****



There's nothing he can do to me that I will refuse. He lashes me with the crop he extracts from his suitcase. He paddles my butt with the long-handled shoe horn he finds in the closet. He buries his cock in my ass and sinks his fist into my cunt. He makes me lick his anus and even drink his pee.

It doesn't matter. I want it all, after waiting so many years. I want the degradation, the pain, the constant unbearable arousal. Above all I crave the overwhelming high that comes from knowing he's pleased. His praise is far more satisfying than an orgasm – even the world-shattering climaxes he wrings so skillfully from my middle-aged body.

When even he is too tired to fuck, we talk. I learn that he is single, that he lives in Silver Spring, that he's a partner in a corporate and tax practice. I tell him about my history, my work, my fantasies. We don't discuss my husband.

On the day the conference ends, we finally venture out into the world. I return to my own room for a shower and a change of clothes. We meet for breakfast in the coffee shop on the twenty-second floor, overlooking the harbor.

He orders Eggs Benedict. I can't handle more than coffee and toast. He's shy, most of his bravado gone. It's up to me to keep the conversation going.

"My flight is at noon. I'm booked on the nine-thirty shuttle van." I feel compelled to tell him this, to re-establish some kind of sobriety after days of intoxication. When I see his stricken expression, I wish I'd kept my mouth shut.

He pushes Hollandaise around on his plate. "Come home with me," he says finally. "Stay with me." His eyes are naked. A lump of lead settles in my chest.

"I can't. I have work, responsibilities. Another life."

"That life is over. You'll never be satisfied with it again. Not now that you know who you are. Now that you know me..."

I have a sinking conviction that he's right. But I can't chuck everything and start over, can I?

"Your husband, your children – they'll be fine without you." As in the bedroom, he reads my mind. "Haven't you given them enough? How many years has it been? Twenty? Thirty?"

"Twenty seven."

"I know you love him," Mark says. "But for those twenty seven long years, while he's had you, I've been waiting for you." He leaned closer. "I need you. More than he does."

"No." I shake my head, picturing my husband alone. Eating alone. Sleeping alone. How could I do such a thing to him? Then I look at Mark, feel the power he's broadcasting. I fight the urge to slip under the table and kneel at his feet.

He grabs my hand so hard that pain shoots up my arm. "Picture what it will be like. You'll be mine, my slave, my darling. I'll take care of you. I'll give you everything you need. We barely know each other now, but you feel the connection, too. I know you do. Think how it will be, spending months together. Years. A new life. A new start. It's never too late."

I struggle to hold back the rising tears. "No, it's just not possible. You reach a stage in your life where you're no longer free. Not even free to explore yourself."

Do I really believe this? When I'm with Mark, anything seems possible. I feel like one of the Apostles. Drop your nets and your tools and follow me, Jesus told them. I will be your mother, your father, your children. How old were they when they abandoned their lives for the Light?


This feels like the same sort of revelation, demanding the same kind of sacrifice. Or am I deluding myself?

"Mark, you have to understand..."

"Nobody understands you better than I do." His dominant streak reasserts itself briefly. The power in his voice makes me damp and helpless. Then he allows it to slip away. I see the raw emotion in his face. "Do you want me to beg?"

I'm being torn apart. If pleasing him is my greatest joy, imagine what it feels like to make him hurt.

"Please, have pity on me..."

"I do pity you. I've given you a great gift and you're about to toss it away."

It's so tempting. I can imagine it so clearly, waking up with him beside me – or inside me. Going deeper, exploring the limits of desire and endurance. I want this gift so badly. Can I really reach out and take it?
                                                                          ****           
Dark cravings indeed. The fantasy is seductive. I'm glad that I can experience it within the safe confines of my writing, rather than loosing my demons to the light of day.

What are your demons? What do you read – or write – that you wouldn't dare put into practice? Leave me a comment below and you could win your choice of any of the three short story collections above. I'll draw the winner on Sunday the 4th of November.

Don't forget to leave your email address in your comment. And have a Happy Halloween!

BIO: A dozen years ago Lisabet Sarai experienced a serendipitous fusion of her love of writing and her fascination with sex. Since then she has published five single author short story collections and seven erotic novels, including the BDSM classic Raw Silk. Dozens of her shorter works have been released as ebooks and in print anthologies. She has also edited several acclaimed anthologies and is currently responsible for the altruistic erotica series               COMING TOGETHER PRESENTS. 
 
Lisabet holds more degrees than anyone needs from prestigious universities who would no doubt be embarrassed by her chosen genre. She loves to travel and currently lives in Southeast Asia with her highly tolerant husband and two cosmopolitan felines. For more information on Lisabet and her writing visit Lisabet Sarai's Fantasy Factory (http://www.lisabetsarai.com) or her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com).

Thank you for being here, Lisabet. 

What did I tell you? Awesome, right?  

My demons? Hmm, where to begin...
  
Happy All Hallows Eve! 

Thursday, 25 October 2012

#Interview - Welcome Author Nichelle Gregory #Giveaway


Today at Pick a Genre Already I am excited to welcome multi-published Author Nichelle Gregory. She is sharing a steamy excerpt from her recent release Vitamin P and also telling us about her exciting new venture         Simply Sexy Creations.

Author: Nichelle Gregory

Title: Vitamin P

Genre: Erotic Romance

Publisher: Simply Sexy Stories

Release Date: September, 12 2012




 Blurb:


Inhibitions slip away and pent-up desires are explored when a pretty, but shy scientist takes a libido-enhancing trial drug her team has been working on!

A brilliant, driven scientist, Nisa devotes her time to her work in the lab. Frustrated with her inability to orgasm or enjoy sex, Nisa is personally vested in the outcome of her team's latest case study of Vitamin P, a female libido-enhancing pill. She recklessly takes more than the prescribed dosage of the drug upon overhearing Ryce and Eric, her two closest male friends and fellow scientists joking about her sexless appeal. The pill unleashes powerful, hidden desires within Nisa and she revels in its orgasmic effects. Her insatiable cravings lead her into the arms of both men. However, once the pill wears off Nisa wonders if love and friendship can survive in the aftermath of her relentless passion.


Please welcome Author Nichelle Gregory to Pick a Genre Already… Warm Welcome, Nichelle...

Thanks for having me on, H K!

What was your favourite book as a child/teenager?

I loved Nancy Drew and Sweet Valley High! I stumbled upon Harlequin romances one day in the school library and was hooked! I read every single one on that shelf.
 
             H K:  I read the Sweet Valley High books too. Loved 'em!

Who was the first author or what was the first book you read that introduced you to the genre that you most enjoy writing in?

Hmmm…I can’t remember the first book I picked up, but there are two that made and indelible impression on me…Thorn Birds by Colleen Mccullough and Wifey by Judy Blume.

Do you believe in love at first sight? And if so have you ever been so afflicted? Did you do anything about it? (Did you go for it?)

I believe in lust at first sight. Love comes later after the relationship has been tested and layered with all the emotions that go into creating a bond with another human being.

Have I been afflicted with lust at first sight? Hell, yes? Did I do anything about it? Hell, yes. :)

Is there a particular word you overuse or writing technique that your editor(s) ride you about? Mine is over using the word ‘harshly’.  

LOL! It seems I like adding in ‘as’ more than I should.


Have you ever suffered from writer’s block? (Or do you even believe in it?) If so, how were you able to overcome it?

I have suffered from writer’s block and the best way for me to combat it is by picking up a good book. That always helps. I try to appreciate the fact that sometimes my muse just needs a little time to recharge.


If you could live anywhere in the world where would it be?

Hmmmm…I’d love to travel to many different places, but I’d probably stay in the Windy City. I love the changing seasons. I love being close to water. I love all the things the city offers.

If you could bring one of your own characters to life, who would it be and why?

Oooo…it would be a toss up between Quin, a super sexy alpha FBI agent from Hearts & Diamonds and Vander, a sexy genie with a penchant for romance from As You Wish.

What are you reading right now?

Currently, nothing. I’m working feverishly to finish up a holiday short, but I just finished reading Princess Mine by Brindle Chase…what a delicious read!


If there was a movie made of your life what would it be called? Which celebrity would you want to play you?

Omg. Hmmm…Behind Closed Doors starring Naomie Harris. :)


If you were to do a reality show, which one would it be?

Project Runway!

What is the craziest, most exciting, or most dangerous thing you’ve ever done?

The most exciting would probably be singing solo on stage in front of a packed auditorium.

          H K:  I heard a clip of Nichelle singing on Facebook, she has an amazing voice. I got goosebumps hearing her sing. I'm sure you blew their socks off Nichelle!

Name a celebrity, athlete, musician, etc. you’d most like to get naughty with.

Gosh. It’s hard to choose just one. I can’t have like a celebrity ménage? LoL 
Fine. The Rock.

Tell us about your exciting new venture Simply Sexy Creations. My favourite is the Plaything and proud of it Tee.

Thank you, H K! That’s one of my faves too! Simply Sexy Creations is all about giving people something tangible to use or wear with the popular little catch phrases I’ve shared. I thought to myself one day, ‘I’d wear this,’ and I started researching how I could put my words onto products for other people to express themselves in a fun, sexy and a totally unique way!

Check out Simply Sexy Creations here: http://www.cafepress.com/simplysexycreations


Please tell us about your newest release. 

VitaminP explores the dynamics of friendship, lust and love when tested under unusual circumstances. I had a blast writing this tale! I loved the concept of a drug formulated for women that would rival the male libido enhancing ones on the market today, giving just about any female effortless, mind-blowing orgasms. ;)

Excerpt:

“Nisa?”
There it was…a twisting arc of pleasure in her lower belly. Her eyes widened as it blossomed, widened, and sank lower.
Wet.
She was getting wet simply from the way Ryce said her name. Embarrassed, Nisa cleared her throat and crossed her arms across her chest. The movement made her nipples harden instantly.
It was happening.
“Seriously, are you all right?” Ryce frowned as he studied her. “You look flushed.”
“I’m fine. This ten-hour day is just catching up with me,” Nisa finally replied, aware of her hot face.
She squeezed her thighs together and gasped as the slimmest shimmer of an orgasm lit through her body. The teasing tendrils of bliss spread through her blood like wildfire, drenching her panties as Ryce continued to stare at her. Nisa was shocked by the physical manifestations of the drug. Unbelievably, it felt like she could climax right in front of Ryce if she simply squeezed her thighs together one more time.
“Yeah, me too,” Ryce said, turning his attention back to his monitor.
Nisa breathed a sigh of relief, not wanting to move with him looking at her.
With a cautious step, she walked toward the lab doors. Her clit felt super sensitive, her nipples were hard, and her pulse was racing. She stepped into the hallway, grateful no one was around or in the bathroom when she entered. Moving toward the mirror, Nisa stared at her reflection under the harsh fluorescent lights. Her French twist still looked as neat as it had when she’d left her place ten hours ago. She unbuttoned her lab coat, and her gaze was drawn to the outline of her breasts in her gray blouse. She spared no expense on high-end lingerie. Buying it had always been a guilty pleasure. The lightly padded bra she wore was designed to minimize her D cup breasts.
Nisa had always been embarrassed of her chest size as an awkward teenager. Growing up, she hadn’t embraced the unwanted attention her breasts received. She had never figured out how to flirt or use her feminine wiles like her female counterparts. In her profession, brains, not beauty, were celebrated, an aspect she’d always liked.
Until now.
Right now, she couldn’t wait to come out of her lacy white bra. Without even thinking, Nisa shrugged out of her lab coat, unbuttoned her blouse, and pulled down the soft fabric of her bra cups to expose her breasts. Her fingers plucked at her hard nipples, and a small moan escaped from between her lips. A whipcord of pleasure tightened around her body as she flicked her nipples harder and watched herself in the mirror. It felt so good to touch her breasts, but it was not enough to assuage the building need for a release.
She needed…wanted more. Much more.
Nisa glanced at the bathroom door. The odds of another woman walking in at the moment were low, but there was still a chance. She didn’t care. She needed to come right now.
“This is crazy.” Her soft voice echoed in the bathroom.
It was late, and her team was usually the last to leave the building. Reassured, Nisa hiked up her black skirt, exposing her thigh high stockings secured by her favorite garter belt and her white thong. She touched the damp spot on the front of her panties and hissed in a sharp breath. Still watching herself in the mirror, Nisa pulled the wet fabric aside and stared at her trimmed mound.
She moved forward, lifted her leg and placed her knee on the bathroom countertop. The position gave her more access to play. Her palm skimmed over the landing strip of soft ebony curls and delved into her pussy.
God!
She was so turned on she moaned again as she played in her wetness, captivated by her own erotic reflection. She caressed her drenched folds, teasing her clit while tugging on her nipples with her other hand. Her heartbeat thudded in her ears. She stroked faster, swirling her finger around her clit. Her breathy pants become more frantic. She couldn’t believe what she was doing. The woman in the mirror was not her…not with her legs spread wide and the pure look of lust on her face.
Nisa closed her eyes, lost in a haze of bliss, uncaring about anything else. She came hard with a soft cry, trembling with shock and delight as the waves of her orgasm washed over her. Her eyelids fluttered up, and she bit her lip to keep from crying out again while she struggled to breathe normally.
For a few moments, Nisa just looked at her reflection in the mirror. She didn’t recognize the wanton woman staring back at her. Her gaze was drawn again to her erect nipples and the dark chocolate skin of her areolas. She rubbed her palm across the tips of her breasts and whimpered when a powerful orgasmic aftershock ripped through her.
She pulled her slick fingers from her pussy, lifted them to her nose, and breathed in the heady scent of her own arousal. Her eyes shifted back from her wet fingers to the mirror.
It was unbelievable.
She’d just climaxed within a matter of minutes with no toy…no man.

Copyright © 2012 by Nichelle Gregory

Wow what an Excerpt!!


Author Bio:

Nichelle Gregory has been in love with books and writing since middle school. A lover of the arts, she enjoys anything that embraces the creative nature within us all. Bringing believable characters to life who thrill and excite her readers is a challenge that continues to push Nichelle. She loves creating stories involving super sexy alpha heroes with divine heroines in magical, exotic, and fantastic scenarios. So, gone on . . . Indulge your secret fetishes and desires in one of her simply sexy stories!

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And if your looking for another one of Nichelle's steamy reads, check out Drenched Panties. It's a collection of six sexy short stories guaranteed to make you wet.  I've read them, and they're just as advertised! And if you don't believe me, just check out the cover! WOW!!  


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