Bottoms in Love Giveaway!

I'm doing my first ever book giveaway at Sharazade's blog. Please comment by Friday, September 21st for a chance to win. OC Press is giving away a copy of Bottoms in Love. Here is the link to Sharazade's blog:

http://sharazade.fannypress.com/?p=1319

Guest Blog Post...Patience

I'm excited to have the co-authors of Patience, Willsin Rowe and Katie Salidas, on my blog today! Willsin I've known from facebook, where we've had a few delightful, and oddly long, discussions about words and language. Always fun. I love this interview of Katie Salidas asking Willsin Rowe questions. I won't spoil it by mentioning my favorite part.

Q: You’ve written quite a few wonderfully smutty stories on your own, what made you decide to co-author this story?

 

A: It really did feel like the natural step to take. With Patience, I knew the idea was sound, and that the rough map of the story would work. But the intricacies weren’t meshing. The tiny cogs just weren’t lining up. It just felt like exactly the kind of story that needed input from both genders. And of course, who better to work with than my bestest beta-reading buddy?

 

 

Q: What is it about the genre that draws you in? Why do you love to write Erotica?

 

A: I just love to write, no matter what genre. But for me, Erotica is special. It’s not just about grabbing two characters (or more!) and tossing them in a bed together with the instructions to get it on. It’s to be expected that the characters get all hot and sweaty, sure...but I love the challenge of making it unstoppable rather than opportunistic. The background and shape of the story need to funnel these characters into each other’s...well, let’s say “arms”!

 

 

Q: Pick a favorite line (or interaction between the characters) from Patience and tell us why you like it so much?

 

A: Ah, I love this bit:

 

I turned him to face me. “Edan, I know you won’t like to hear this, but you’re still so young. You see everything in black and white. Only when you get older will you see the shades of gray.”

“Yeah. In the mirror.”

It felt almost like he’d slapped me, but I tried not to let it show. “Well, you sure know how to sweet-talk a girl.”

“What? What did I say?”

“You know what you said.”

“Yes, I do. I just have no fucking idea what you heard.”

 

Why do I love it? Because it shows how the different ages and genders of the characters lends a totally different understanding to one simple remark. And I’d like to point out, too, that the “shades of gray” reference was written in 2010; long before I’d heard of...any particular books that it might make you think of!

 

 

Q: What does your family think of your work? Does your wife ever do any Beta Reading for you?

 

A: Most of my family know, and are pretty much ambivalent about it. My mother was a little taken aback, but my wife is totally supportive. She doesn’t beta for me, but she appears (in one form or another) in many of my stories. She’ll often help me road-test an idea, too!

 

 

Q: We’ve touched on this before. What is it about the older woman/younger man pairing that is so intriguing, in your opinion? 

 

A: Ah, well, I think it comes down to a few elements like confidence, communication and respect (including self-respect). When dealing with males, older women tend to do better than younger women on all those elements (wild generalization, I know). Most young people still have that crazy idea that men and women both speak the same language! Older women also know how to stroke an ego without feeling like they’re diminishing themselves. And lastly, they know what they want, they know where it is...and they don’t assume a young man can find it by himself!

 

Gregory Allen commentary:

Okay, now I can say my favorite part. I love that the "shades of gray" line was left in! We often think of writing bravery as doing something no one has ever done before, but sometimes the brave choice is to stick with what you trust even if some other book has come along and taken a phrase over. Reminds me of U2, at one of their live shows, they introduced "Helter Skelter" by saying, "This is a song Charles Manson stole from the Beatles and now we're stealing it back!" 

 

 

Okay, now here is an exerpt from Patience, available now, so you don't have to wait when you're done with this to read the rest. Enjoy! 

 

Patience © August 2012 by Willsin Rowe and Katie Salidas

 

Excerpt 1

 

He turned, drilling his steel-gray eyes into mine. “You regret last night, don’t you?”

“Last night...” I bit down on my burgeoning smile. “Well, I’ve certainly done smarter things than seduce a co-worker.”

“The way I see it, I seduced you.”

“Such is my skill, young man.” I couldn’t suppress my smile this time. “No, it wasn’t my smartest move, but I certainly don’t regret it. Anyway, I thought you boys compartmentalized everything.”

He slipped his hand onto my thigh. “How can I when you’re right here?”

I bit my lip and squeezed my legs together. “Stop…” It was barely a whisper, not convincing at all. He had such big hands they were impossible to ignore. Especially sliding up my leg like that.

I clamped my hand over his. “No, Edan. We have to get back to the office. We have another pitch tomorrow.”

He dug his fingers in, a needless show of strength. With a puff of disgust he pulled back and turned away. “Fine. Then maybe tomorrow you’ll let me drive.” He shucked out another mint and ground it to death.

“Oh, act your fucking age, Edan.” Jesus. I sound like I’m his mother. I started the car and mashed out my frustration on the gas pedal.

We drove back in man-made silence. Before I’d even turned off the engine Edan had his door open, ready to storm upstairs and broadcast our failure. To distance himself from the stink of it. I curled my fingers around his arm.

“Wait.”

He pulled loose from my tenuous grasp and flounced out of the car. I turned off the engine and rushed after him, my clattering heels echoing off the concrete ceiling of the parking garage.

“Edan, stop!”

The touch of my hand on his shoulder seemed to calm him a little. He stopped and let me turn him around. I felt like his mother again as I pressed him back against the wall. In my heels I was almost eye-to-eye with him. Or would be, if he’d look at me.

“You still have so much to learn, boy.”

“Don’t call me boy. I’m 24 years old.”

“In every way possible.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

“Nothing. Look, we need to present a united front. Yes, we probably lost the pitch. But those people up there rely on me, and now you, to bring business in. They need to believe in us.”

“Then untie the apron strings! Let me take more control.”

I rested my hand against his chest. Even through the thick wool of his suit, I fancied I could feel the heat of his skin, and I nearly lost my train of thought. “This is not the time for that discussion, Edan.”

“It never is.”

“Stop. I mean it, this is not the time. We need to radiate calm, give off a positive vibe. Can you do that?”

He shook his head and puffed out a resigned chuckle. Finally his cool eyes met mine. “Maybe. What’s it worth to you?”

The warmth of his hand was all too real as he cupped the fullness of my breast through my blouse. I’d been so focused on his eyes I hadn’t seen him move. My breath tripped up as he squeezed my hardening nipple.

“Edan…” The simple urgency of my own voice sounded like a betrayal. With my hand over his I rested my head on his chest, just to take the weight off my untrustworthy knees. With my eyes closed and the heat of his body against me it was easy to forget he was born the year I finished school.

Suddenly he was all hands and breath, all heat and muscle, and lord, did it feel good. I clutched at his belt for balance and he pushed his mouth onto mine.



*****Here is the buy link for Patience, available at Excessia publishing:

http://www.excessica.com/books/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=2&products_id=583&zenid=0b09da74332ae6c3d5a580bb3ee5220f
 

Serving Her available now

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Fav Moments from Courting Her...1

Release Day is tomorrow! Thank you to everyone following my countdown on my blog!

This last favorite moment from Courting Her touches on, possibly, a taboo for some readers. Hopefully I handled it "tastefully," not to sound tongue in cheeks.

She patted his head, leaned forward, and kissed him. "Put the dishes in the sink and meet me in the bedroom."

"Yes, Kimberly."

Alex stacked up the dishes and set them in the sink. From the bedroom hallway, he saw Kimberly kneeling at the foot of the bed, lying over. A book was fanned out above a pillow she lay on. When she heard his steps, she looked back and smiled. She lifted her skirt up, and Alex saw he was right that she wasn't wearing underwear. She pulled the skirt over her head and tossed it to the floor. She leaned forward and spread her knees.

Alex stared in at where his mouth would go. "Why do you have a book?"

"Because I'm going to read. Kneel behind me."

"Yes, Ma'am."

 

Alex and Kimberly's story continues in Serving Her, due out tomorrow with Pink Flamingo

Fav Moments from Courting Her...2

Countdown to release day for my new book continues with another favorite moment from Courting Her. Hope you enjoy it and thanks for reading!

Alex knew what was coming when Kimberly sat in the recliner with her cane and pulled her socks off. Her bare feet slid just under his face onto the chair. "I know my feet are probably a little ripe, but now that we're living together, you'll have to get used to serving me even when I'm maybe a little stinky. You'll adjust."

Alex nodded slightly, keeping his lips sealed as he breathed. In truth, he already associated Kimberly's myriad tastes and odors with intimacy and his love. He no more found them noxious than he did his own familiar scents.

Kimberly said nothing for a long time. The only sound was the friction of her feet occasionally rubbing together. Then she spoke, "So, you're looking for some leniency, is that right?"

Alex shook his head. "Mistress, I want to take whatever punishment you think I deserve."

"Really. What happened to 'not tonight, Kimberly'? What happened to 'I don't feel like taking a hard spanking'?"

"I feel like it now. I feel like suffering for you, whatever you decide."

"Tell me what's changed."

She didn't sound angry, and Alex realized that he was telling the absolute truth. Despite the pain of his paddling and the impending pain of his caning, he really did want to take it for her. "I don't know."

"That's okay. I know," she said. "You don't have to know."

Fav Moments from Courting Her...3

This one is pretty heavy on the hopeful romantic aspect and fairly light on the female domination aspect. Kimberly surprises Alex with a house she picked out.

"You want to live with me?" Alex said.

Kimberly nodded. "Do you want to live with me?"

"Yes. Of course."

"Really think about it. No telling what tortures I might make you endure if you're my live-in servant."

"I've been thinking about it, but I didn't think you'd want to so soon."

Kimberly kissed him again. "What about the house, though?"

"If it's what you want."

"No. For a house, we have to decide together."

"Kimberly, when I see how happy it makes you, how could I not love it? I wouldn't want to live anywhere else."

Thanks for reading! The new book is due out this Friday!

Fav Moments from Courting Her...4

From chapter 5 of Courting Her: Alex's first evening at Kimberly's
 
On her wall, there was a poster of Virginia Woolf, who Alex wouldn't have recognized--though he had read one of her books--except her name and the dates of her life were printed underneath. A red blanket lay over her bed with a precious mound of pillow at the top. Kimberly moved in front of a dresser, lifted from among every day dresser items--brushes, make-up containers, and a mirror--a black leather paddle. She held it up with the wide end facing him. "If you misbehave at my place, you won't get a kinky hand-spanking. You'll feel this."

"I'll behave."

 
"Go ahead and touch it."

Alex reached out and felt the business end of her paddle between his finger and thumb. It was firm and thick, and Alex knew it would be truly painful. He lowered his eyes then lifted them up to hers. "Kimberly," he said, "I love you."

 
"You think you love me?"
 
"I know I love you." He pulled out his note and handed it to her. "I wrote it in case I had trouble saying it."
 

She opened the note and read. She nearly blushed. "How can you know you love me already? I've barely done anything mean to you yet."

 
"I just know."
 
With her paddle in hand, she leaned in and hugged him, folded into him, and rested her head under his chin. She remained there nearly a minute, then she pulled her hands in and lightly pushed him the length of the paddle away. She gave him a thoughtful look. "After you've been over my lap, and felt this, I'm not sure you'll feel the same."

 "I still will."

 
"Well, let's find out. After dinner, you'll go over my lap for your first paddling."

"Yes, Mistress."

Thank you for reading and following my countdown to the release of my next Pink Flamingo femdom title. More information about that coming soon.