Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Welcome Tessie Bradford


Today I'm honored to have a good friend and fellow author on my blog. She writes amazing stories of love and sex. :o)

Please welcome Tessie!



Who are your books published with?
Resplendence Publishing www.resplendencepublishing.com
Ellora’s Cave www.ellorascave.com

Do you have critique partners or beta readers?
Not exactly. What I’m very lucky to have are a couple of dear author friends who kindly allow me to bounce ideas off of them and who offer extremely helpful suggestions when I get stuck on something. I’ve never had anyone read an entire book before I sent it into my editor.


Does your significant other read your stuff?
My hubby listens to my books, multiple times, before I submit them. Reading out loud to him is a very important part of both the creation and editing of my stories. Getting a male point of view is extremely helpful when writing erotic romance!

Do you listen to music while writing?
No, I don’t. I find it distracting and knowing me I’d start typing the lyrics thinking they were my original words! Sometimes I listen to music before I write to get in the correct mood for the scene I’m working on.

When in the day/night do you write? How long per day?
I work full time outside of the home, so during the week I write in the evenings. On the weekends, I write whenever I get the opportunity but I prefer writing very early in the morning before everyone else gets up. The length of my writing sessions depends on my level of creativity. If the words aren’t coming, I leave the computer and try again another time.

What is the hardest part of writing your books?
The endings!! I always have to re-write them multiple times before they satisfy me. 

Tell us about your current release.
Discovering Alicia released on February 27th! I had such fun writing Alicia and Brad’s story. They sure know how to have a good time!


Thanks so much for having me here today, Amber!

Tessie
www.tessiebradford.com

Blurb:
Four glorious weeks in a cabin nestled deep in the wilds of Northern Michigan is exactly what Alicia needs. Fishing, sleeping and reading are the only things on her agenda until she finds herself on the forest floor with a gorgeous man running his strong hands over her body. When she realizes they know each other she’s surprised, but when he revs her into a sexual frenzy in a hot minute, Alicia is stunned. The last thing she needs to do is to repeat past mistakes.
Brad can’t believe his college crush is literally sprawled at his feet. It’s been ten years, but she still heats his blood to boiling in an instant. She’s in his neck of the woods for an entire month, the perfect amount of time for a steamy, no-strings-attached fling.
Alicia and Brad soon discover they are both looking for far more. 

Excerpt:

 Discovering Alicia
Copyright: Tessie Bradford, 2013

He stopped mere inches away and reached out to tuck a piece of her wet hair behind her ear. “I’m a big believer in honesty, Alicia.” He trailed his finger down her cheek. “You’re as pretty as a picture, all flustered and staring at me with those big doe eyes. If you don’t want me to kiss you, now would be the time to speak up.”

She wouldn’t have uttered a word if the hounds of hell were snapping at her butt. Ali was stunned to see his pupils dilate with desire. Brad cupped the back of her head and placed his lips gently on hers. His kiss was tender, coaxing, and magical. She tentatively rested one palm on his side, just above his waistband. His skin was warm and smooth, the muscles underneath taut. He adjusted his stance slightly and wrapped his arm around her, his hand lying scandalously low on her back. Ali sighed and snuggled at bit closer. Her heart threatened to pound out of her chest when he responded immediately. He pulled her tightly against his body, delightfully crushing her breasts against his chest. Tastes and nibbles quickly escalated to feverish parrying of tongues. She wrapped her arms around his neck, and he massaged her back.

When they were finally forced to break the kiss in order to catch their breath, Alicia dropped her head to his shoulder. Brad cradled both cheeks of her ass and moved her seductively against his massive erection. The reality of what she’d just done, what he obviously and naturally wanted to do next hit her like a ton of bricks. She wiggled out of his embrace, desperately needing space to get herself under control.

What the fuck was she doing? Granted, they weren’t strangers, but spending time in a lab, three days a week, for one semester, almost ten years ago, didn’t warrant this level of friendliness when running into each other in the woods! Hell, she hadn’t even recognized him at first. She closed her eyes and ran shaky fingers through her long, damp hair.

“You wanna tell me what’s wrong, Ali?” he asked quietly.

“Nothing, everything’s great. The kiss was great. You’re great.” She attempted a smile. “Wow, it’s really getting dark fast. I should go back.” She fumbled for the flashlight hanging from her belt, and after a few tries, was able to turn it on. She then pulled the soaking, crumpled up map out of her pocket. “It was great to see you again, Brad. Maybe we’ll run into each other again while I’m here.” Ali turned and headed in what she hoped was the right direction, but in less than two steps, a large hand wrapped around her arm.

“Freeze, woman.” She did as he ordered. “I, too, appreciate all of the greatness that’s happened tonight,” Brad whispered against her ear. “Especially when you melted in my arms.” Ali gasped when he pressed firmly against her backside. “Why are you running away, skittish as a scared rabbit? Nothing’s gonna happen that you don’t want, and you want badly.”

Alicia spun around to face him, so embarrassed and horny she couldn’t think straight. In a hot second, Brad Compton, geeky science guy, now ultimate sex-on-a-stick guy had her almost forgetting the lessons she’d learned the hard way. “I’m so, so sorry, Brad; please…” She stared up at him, horrified when a single tear trickled down her cheek.

He brushed it away with a feather-light touch of his thumb. “Come on, Ali; let’s get you home.”


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