HOW STEAMY DO I GO WITH MY SEX.
Well...humm...I have to say that my sex scenes do get pretty steamy, but I think it's a product of my writing. The best review I ever got was when somone wrote, "You can really feel what her characters are feeling and going through"...that's what I aim for, so I tend to be very descriptive with my writing! If my characters are going through it, I want my readers to go through it too! If they are sad, I want my readers to feel sad. If they're angry, I want my reader to feel angry. If they are horny...well, you get the picture! Although I want my sex scenes to be realistic, I try to be tactful and romantic with my wording. Although, lets face it…there’re only a few words to describe the private areas so it can sometimes be a challenge.
I want my writing to be an emotional experience. I myself am a voracious reader. I like to absolutely immerse myself in a scene. I want to know the textures of the reality. What color is the sky? How does the breeze feel against my skin? What does this world smell like? I think that's why my sex scenes tend to be explicit. I want to know what my hero and heroine are feeling, tasting, and smelling....maybe a little weird, right? But, that's me. That’s also why my husband says I’m horrible at telling jokes. If a guy walks into a bar, I want to know what he’s wearing, the color of his eyes, what the bartender looks like…lol
Reading is escapism in its most cerebral form. I believe that you can live many lives inside your brain. That's what daydreaming is about. An author can help create a fascinating daydream or spark the fuse for one. I have to say that it's also a little bit voyeuristic. We as people, love to look into the lives of others, not just sexually, but in a way that depicts everyday lives...look at reality TV. We are fascinated by what others are going through. I think in a way it gives us validation that we're not alone. We're not the only one having a bad day, or having bad hair or bad skin or bad sex. Or on the other hand we may revel in the joys and triumphs of life just by observing or reading about the lives of others. It can be fictitious or real. It's life. I enjoy depicting that life as a little more exciting and sexy.
So...steamy sex scenes...hell yeah!
Blurb: Conservative Emergency Room Physician, Nina Henley has always followed the rules. Her life has been dictated by her unwavering commitment to medicine. Wade Connolly, renowned medical malpractice attorney and 'New York’s sexiest bachelor' enters her life and challenges her with his bold sexuality and intense passion. One look into his gorgeous blue eyes and Nina is forced to acknowledge needs that have long been repressed. When she becomes involved in Wade’s perilous malpractice case she realizes that she is at risk for not only heartbreak, but betrayal as everything she's worked so hard for is threatened. Will Wade's passion and love be enough to save her or will she lose everything…including her life?
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Professional, she kept repeating to herself. Gorgeous and huge! Another voice kept insinuating itself into her overheated brain. The air in the room was thick and the only sound that echoed off the walls was the steady rhythm of their mingled breaths. Nina moaned as he lifted her top, exposing her black lace bra. Cool air teased her hot skin, making her shiver. A finger tormented her nipple and she was sure she whispered “please” before he groaned huskily and closed his mouth over her breast.
Caught in a cloud that was all sensation and need, she trailed her fingers down to the waistband of his pants.
“God…I want you. Where can we go? Is it safe in here?” His husky breath floated against the shell of her ear, sending a hazy buzz along her skin.
The loud jingle of the beeper hanging precariously from her scrub bottoms sliced through the moment like a sledgehammer. They both stared at each other, stunned, wide eyed, and wanting.. She exhaled an unsteady breath as she skimmed a hand over her hair, ignoring the jab of several pens. She quickly checked the state of her scrubs. She couldn’t believe that she’d acted so impetuously—like a sex starved lunatic! Remorse stabbed at her. Thoughts of her promising career and the life she'd built all twirled around in her head like a frenzied tornado, threatening to disappear into the fuzzy distance...
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