Guest Blogger – Marie Tuhart

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Author Interviews, BDSM, His For The Weekend, Marie Tuhart, Scarlet Rose, Wild Rose Press

Today we’d like to welcome Marie Tuhart to Silken Sheets & Seduction. She writes sexy books for The Wild Rose Press’s Scarlet Rose line that include alpha males and sexy cowboys.

About the Author

Marie Tuhart can’t remember a time when she didn’t have a book in her hands. A voracious reader since childhood, she has a TBR pile so big that she finally gave up and rented storage space! Though her family doesn’t really understand the stacks of books in her study, or the way Marie will stare off into space when she’s thinking of yet another sexy scene between her hero and heroine, they support her completely in her writing endeavors.

She began writing at 19, and in 1994 decided to join RWA and get serious about publishing. When she isn’t reading or writing, Marie loves to spend time in bookstores. A world traveler, she enjoys searching out corners of the glove she hasn’t experienced yet. While still totally open to finding her own tall, dark and handsome, she is certainly enjoying the journey.

Her Aries Sun makes her impatient, courageous, and something of a daredevil. Her Virgo Moon makes her exacting and a perfectionist for that telling detail. And best of all, her Scorpio Ascendant gives her a cat-like curiosity for more than one sexy walk on the wild, dark side which she really likes to use in her erotic novels.

“My dream,” she says, “is to give readers as much pleasure with my erotic romance stories as my reading has given to me. That, for me, will be true success.”

And now to the interview…

How long have you been writing? 
Longer than I want to admit  I’ve been seriously writing for at least 10 years.

What genres do you write besides contemporary erotic romance?
I write both contemporary erotic romance and some paranormal erotic romance.  I’m also working on breaking into contemporary category romance with Harlequin Presents.

What inspired your main characters?
I was thinking one day about how people would feel in the future about a company which specialized in erotic fantasies, and my hero and heroine came out of that.

Do you write to music? If so what was the sound track to His for the Weekend?
I didn’t write to music for His for the Weekend, but I’ve been listening to music lately and my writing has been taking off.

Where do you write?
Since I currently have a day job, I write on my lunch time in my office, and then at night in my home office/guest bedroom.

What is the most you have written in one day?
I’ve written around 10,000 words in one day and was totally exhausted.

What are you currently reading?
I’m not currently reading anything.

What is your best guilty pleasure? (By best I mean worst.)
Books.  I love books.

What book do you wish you’d written?
I don’t know if there’s one I wish I’d written, I have lots of books I wish I had the time to write.

You have to jump out of a plane w/ a holey parachute or edit your 100K MS by hand, what. do. you. do? 
Edit a 100kMS by hand.  I have a terrible fear of heights.

Bonus Round:

Coffee/Tea?  Coffee

Cake/Cookies? Cookies

Coke/Pepsi? Either I’m not picky

Heels/Flats? Flats

BDB/The Order? BDB

Vampires/Werewolves? Both

Cats/Dogs? Both

Fly/Drive? Drive

HIS FOR THE WEEKEND
Blurb

Cassandra Adams has a problem and its name is Marcus DeLuca. The man is quite determined to have her–on his terms. Cassie has had enough of domineering men in her life, yet she’s drawn to strong, virile Marcus. Tempted to get that man out of her system once and for all, she agrees that she will be his for a weekend only–but then he must leave her alone forever.

Marcus will do anything to get sexy, non-committal Cassie into his arms, into his bed–failure is not an option. He wants nothing more than to keep Cassie in his life, but he senses a secret that keeps her from committing–from submitting–to any man. Will Marcus’s special brand of domination free her to be his for more than a weekend?

Excerpt:

“I can’t take this anymore.” Her voice was whisper soft, but he heard the words as clear as if she had shouted them.

His heart leaped—now he could prove to her there was more to him than a co-worker and give their relationship a chance. “What are you willing to give me?”

Her head snapped up and she gnawed on her lip. “Twenty-four hours.”

“Not enough. A hundred and twenty.”

Her mouth opened then closed. Her gaze darted left, then right, before settling back on his face. He could almost see the wheels turning in her head. A good sign—she was willing to be his.

“Too long. Forty-eight.”

He stood and crossed over to her. He needed to be close to her as they negotiated. “Still not enough. Ninety-six uninterrupted hours with you.”

Her nose scrunched up and her lashes swept down, cutting off the view of her expressive eyes. “Sixty—six tonight until six Monday morning.”

He noted the stubborn set to her chin. It wasn’t ideal, but he could do it. He would not fail in winning her over. Leaning close, he whispered, “I’ll take it.”

She exhaled, lashes rising until she stared at him. “What are the ground rules?”

“There are none.”

Her eyes widened. Oh, yes, he had her now and he wasn’t letting go.

“No barriers. No rules.”

Her shoulders dipped, then straightened. She acted like she was preparing for a battle, but it would be a battle of sex. “All right, but when the sixty hours are done, we’re finished. I mean it. No flowers, no gifts, no mention of this weekend. Ever.”

Without another word, she spun on her heels to walk out of his office.

He was quick to cross the room. He captured her by the shoulders, bringing her to a halt. His lips brushed her ear and a shiver shook her. “Remember what I said at the party?”

She didn’t answer him, but her swift intake of breath was the only answer he needed.

“You belong to me.”

“I belong to no man.”

He slid his hands down her arms, past her clenched fists and encircled her waist, bringing her  back flush against his chest, her breathing shallow.

She didn’t struggle, not even when he tilted his hips, letting her know how much she aroused him.

“You will belong to me. I promise.”

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Guest Blogger: Missy Jane

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Ellora's Cave, erotic romance, erotic romance authors, erotica, Guest blog, Missy Jane, new release, romance, romance author, romance authors, Sexy

Becoming Naughty

When I first started reading erotica I used to laugh at some of the heroines and how they would act in normal situations. Car broke down and a hot guy stops to help? Heroine checks out his package as soon as he steps from his car. Hot businessman holds the door on the elevator? Heroine’s eyes stray downward as the elevator rises.

I remember thinking, what woman really does that? I’ll admit I was very sheltered well into my twenties. So, I was never the type to ogle a man or allow my eyes to drop to see if there was an obvious bulge. In fact, it wasn’t until my twenties that I even knew what that bulge meant. I don’t know if it’s having been married for over sixteen years, or having written erotic romance for three, but I’ve found myself being a bit more naughty. I do notice obvious bulges now, and not just chests and arms like I used to. I notice how men look, dress, and smell, when I used to be completely oblivious. I’m also a hell of a lot more vocal. My poor husband doesn’t know what to think.

Has reading erotic romance, erotica, or just romance in general changed you over the years? Answer and be entered to win your choice from my back list. I’ll choose a winner tomorrow morning via random.org. Please add your email address to your comment. Plus, all commenters will be thrown into the hat for the grand prize drawing at the end of my tour. You could win a Missy Jane tote full of gently used books. Good luck!

Here’s a peek at my newest release:

He loves me, he loves me not. He loves me…okay, the truth is he doesn’t really like me right now, but I have a plan to change his mind. I see the way he looks at me with heat in his eyes. Sean Maxwell might be a confirmed bachelor, but a taste of Ms. Megan Nettle is just what he needs to soften his hard exterior. And once I get him in my bed, he won’t want to leave. There’s nothing some hot lovin’ can’t fix.
But my persistence backfires when he decides he’s too dangerous for little ole me. Something in his past is driving a wedge between us, and he’s determined to stay away. That’s not going to happen. This calls for some serious seduction. I’ll use those sparks between us to melt away his rule of two dates max.

Read an excerpt here
Buy it here
-Missy Jane
*Make reading a guilty pleasure…*

http://www.authormissyjane.com

The Less-Than-Perfect Heroine

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erotica, romance, sexuality, Voirey Linger, writing

I cut my teeth on the romance genre. I discovered it when I was 12 and loved all the chaste heroines, especially in western and Civil War historicals, who were being compromised. It was an epidemic of virgins being ravished. Romance was my first love.

I discovered erotica not long afterward and by 15 understood that in them, authors wrote about a very different kind of woman. These women weren’t ignorant and untouched, waiting for the right man to make her fall from any precipice or fly on wings of pleasure. The women in erotica were firmly in charge of their sexuality. They weren’t ashamed of desire, knew what their body parts were, and when they had an orgasm, there were no flowery euphemisms describing it. They simply came.

At the time, it was shocking to me. Back then, there was a firm line between the bad girls who did, and the good girls who didn’t. But the women in erotica didn’t seem like bad girls. They were strong, they were independent, they knew what they wanted and took it. Their version of sexuality appealed to me much more than the retiring misses in the romances I’d been reading.

Fast forward about ten years and I discovered a new kind of story, one that combined the strong, worldly heroines I liked with the romantic story lines I loved. I had discovered erotic romance and I was in heaven… for a while.

There was a disturbing tendency to make erotic heroines so idealized that I had trouble relating to them. They were strong and adventuresome. The relationship conflicts were more about species than character flaws. I liked the sexy stories, I liked that the heroines weren’t afraid of their sexuality, but I wanted someone who seemed… well… real. I think that still holds true today. I like stories, but I have trouble loving them.

So… here’s a little secret. I’m writing a heroine with a past that can best be described as sordid. She’s spent most of her adult life working as an exotic dancer. she’s done private parties where she took money for sex. She was a paid mistress to an old, rich man… an old, rich, married man… for several years. She uses her body to pay her way in life and has no regrets. She is everything that is unacceptable in a romance novel, but I’m giving her a romance, a hero who is upstanding and loyal to a fault, and the kind of happy ending every girl, even the bad girl, deserves.

So, do you love an imperfect heroine?

Adding a bit of accent

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contemporary erotic romance of 2011, erotic romance, erotic romance authors, irish slang, romance author, the romance reviews

Well to be sure, the book I am currently writing is lots of fun but…one of my heroes is Irish and my crazy cast of characters are currently in Dublin.  So, as I am not a big fan of books where people try to write accents, the only way to show his nationality is by carefully choosing the words he uses and the way he structures his sentences.

In the previous two books in the series my Irishman only had a bit part so tossing in that he called his Mother Ma and a few other chosen words was enough. Now he has taken over the whole of book three I need to make more of an effort. This required me to do some research and I found a great website. http://www.irishabroad.com/culture/slang/irishslang.asp Not only have I managed to waste hours of writing time checking it out but suddenly my hero has very colourful language. I love some of the slang but acting the maggot and bollocks are my favourites, in fact bollocks is also used in the UK and has been my husband’s profanity of choice for years.

And in other breaking news I was shocked and amazed to discover my book

Has been nominated by The Romance Reviews for contemporary erotic romance of 2011.

I don’t expect to win but if you want to vote for me press the button to the right and vote away.

That First Dirty Book

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erotic romance, erotica, first sexy romance novel

You know that moment when you realize you forgot to do something big? Yeah that was me today. In between watering my tomato plants and trying to decide whether or not I should call our insurance company just to double-check our pre-approval for kiddo’s upcoming procedure, I thought, hey, wasn’t I supposed to blog today?!

Indeed I was! So here it goes.

Do you remember that first “dirty” book you read? The one that got you hooked? The one that you reread as an adult and find yourself rolling your eyes when you get to the hot passages that got you all tingly and excited when you were younger because they’re actually kind of tame and not all that sexy now?

I had that experience over the weekend. I rediscovered what I’m pretty sure was the first super sexy romance that I read as a teen/tween. By today’s standards, it would probably be just your typical historical romance when it comes to the heat factor. Mainstream books have gotten so sexy lately but back in the day (say, the mid-90s when I read it) these books were ooh-la-la hot!

I had some good laughs rereading this one. I mean, I remember when reading an anal sex scene seemed so scandalous! Now anal sex scenes are so blase. I also noticed that they just don’t write sweeping historical romances like they used to. You know the ones I’m talking about, right? Hero seduces heroine. She gets pregnant. He takes her away to his manor. She runs away or is abducted by pirates or a sheikh. She learns the art of sexy times at the hand of the pirate or in the sultry desert harem. Hero returns and has somehow found baby she was forced to give away. They ride off in the sunset together and enjoy heroine’s new bedroom skills.

I kind of wish those old school Bertrice Small-style books would make a come-back. I really enjoyed all the angst and melodrama.

So anywho. What was your first dirty book? For me, it was Bertrice Small’s Love Slave. Soon after that, I discovered A.N. Roquelaure, Anais Nin, Lora Leigh and Emma Holly. Then I found a little place online called Ellora’s Cave and, well, the rest is history!

What was the “gateway” book that got you hooked on erotic romance and erotica?

Guest Blogger: Kim Knox

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erotic romance, erotic romance authors, erotica, Guest blog, Kim Knox, love, lust, new release, romance author, romance authors, Sexy

Let me tell you a dirty story…

Sometimes it’s a strange thing that makes a character hot. I found that in Bitter Harvest, when I knew I had to keep my characters together, but that they couldn’t really touch or have sex, I needed another way to turn up the sexual tension.

I was reading a book, looking for ways to solve my dilemma (and if you ever get the chance to buy/borrow The Joy of Gay Sex then grab it with both hands and run) when I came across an entry on telling dirty stories. A light bulb went off in my head. I knew that Rider would love doing it, that his voice, his delivery, the dark intimacy of it would thrill him…and drive Sutton crazy. Just like this:

Silence wrapped around them again. Wood creaked in the barricaded doors. The bite of the wind into the skin of his neck eased the grip being so close to Rider had on his body. He let himself find a moment’s peace, from the infected and from the man next to him. But it was only a moment.

“He tasted sweet.”

“Rider…” Sutton growled his name, and the air between them thickened, his skin, his flesh-reaction to something in the man’s scent, the altered pheromones it held. “There are more important—”

“Are there?” He moved in the darkness. Moved closer. “And as I said, Ben was sweet. He’d been infected about three months before, had that fresh, new scent to him.”

Rider’s voice dropped, and the familiar hunger burned through Sutton, making him wipe his hand across his mouth.

“Made him taste like spring.” He paused again. “Is this getting you hot?”

“Fuck you.”

Rider’s soft laughter echoed in the stairwell. “Ben didn’t have your…restraint. He saw
what he wanted, what he needed, and before I could think he had his tongue in my mouth and his hand on my dick.” He sighed, the sound heavy with lust. “He was another with a talented mouth. That does seem to be my luck.”

“I have no interest—”

“He shoved me back against the nearest wall and yanked down my jeans. Fell to his knees. I fisted my hand in all that blond hair.”

Rider’s breathing had quickened and Sutton couldn’t help but match it. Somehow he was in that room, in the man’s memory, could see the cut of light across white-blond hair, almost feel the first eager lick of a hot, wet tongue. His breath hitched and he twisted against the worn step, trying to ease the pressure of his combats on his dick.

Rider’s voice was warm, dark, filling the silence. “He licked me, licked and sucked, letting out these sweet little eager moans, and fuck, it’d been a long time since my dick had seen anything other than my own hand. I came.” His laughter was to himself. “Stamina wasn’t an issue right then. I didn’t care.”

Sutton felt him turn in the darkness, the movement of air bringing his scent and brushing Rider’s breath against his skin.

“I’m much more in control now.”

Thanks for letting me play here today.
Kim

It’s 2050, and humans are an endangered species. Lieutenant Robert Sutton has survived the collapse of civilization by luck, his wits, and a chance mutation that makes him immune to the nano-virus that has wiped out millions. Now, his compound of survivors is surrounded by the infected, who are driven by the need to spread the contagion through sex. It is only a matter of time before they attack. So when Sutton is assigned to interrogate a prisoner who claims to have overcome the infection, he immediately suspects a trap…

Nicholas Rider may have survived the virus, but he’s a changed man, ruled by his desires. But his need for Sutton is different. Rider craves an end to his overwhelming needs, and Sutton could be the man to do it.

Secure in his belief that he’s invulnerable, Sutton can’t understand or resist his intense attraction to his prisoner. Will Rider be his downfall–or his savior?

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Kim Knox brews sex, magic, darkness and technology in a little corner of North West England. She writes erotic science fiction and fantasy romance for Carina Press, Ellora’s Cave, Samhain Publishing, Cleis Press and others.

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VOTE: Serial Fiction

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Kharisma Rhayne, Serial Fiction

In light of my goof up (or WordPresses — difficult to say)…my original post for today consisted of “…” Yes, that is all. *hangs head* And, since I don’t have the external that it is one with me, I’m going to take a different route with the entire thing (of course, now that it’s late).

How about a vote? You can select only ONE and they’re simply in the order they were listed on the original post (HERE). The winning topic will go first. That does NOT mean you won’t get the others

So, happy voting — and, again — my apologies for the messed up original post today

5 Ways To Seduce a Leprechaun

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seduction, silken sheets and seduction

1. Don’t assume that all Leprechauns are short, ugly, and bearded. They can be muscled redheads with cute freckles to find.

2. Contrary to popular belief, it’s not that Leprechauns don’t want to give away their pot of gold, they want to be coaxed into it. Practice your come hither skills.

3. Don’t wear a LOT of green. Where a SMALL amount of green. Which translates into skimpy clothing.

4. The fastest way to a man’s heart is through his stomach. Leprechauns are no different. Either learn to cook or know how to find excellent restaurants.

5. Revise what you consider to be your pot of gold. No man, and no Leprechaun, wants to be chased just for his money. Let him keep his gold and just go for great orgasms. You’ll both be happier for it.

Happy Saint Patrick’s Day!

Keeping Things Spicy…

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erotic romance, erotic romance authors, Relationships, Sorcha Mowbray, writing

Writing erotic romance is not unlike being in a long-term monogamous relationship. What? Yeah, you read that right. In both scenarios you have to work hard at maintaining the magic.

Long-term relationships take a lot of work. It’s about two (sometimes more) people working toward a common goal. The relationship is about having an experience that is enhanced by virtue of being a shared one. It takes effort to get past the tough days, but the good days can be awesome. In the bedroom it takes emotion, respect, and vulnerability to have true intimacy. And, lets face it, a little creativity keeps things lively and interesting when it comes to sex.

Writing erotic romance also takes a lot of work. In the beginning, it may be only one person (the author) with a goal, but for many of us this quickly morphs into a three-way effort between the author and our characters. Often, the writing experience is enhanced by the joy of writing and working with these characters. The tough days are probably more frequent in writing than in a relationship, at least I hope so. There are days when you have no energy or motivation to write, or when the words just aren’t coming. Or worse, your “partners” revolt and head off in some totally random direction. Those are the really bad days, that coupled with a bad review or brutal set of edits can cripple a writer. But like a relationship, when the words flow and a scene comes together there is no greater high. It just feels so damn good you gotta do it again.

Then there is the sex. Sex is integral to an erotic romance, not unlike a good long=term relationship. Without it, neither can move forward or be successful. In writing, it is important to show the same emotion, respect, and vulnerability in the sex as in real life.  But, at some level, not only are we exposing our characters’, we are also exposing ourselves. We’re the ones who have to dig down deep and dredge up everything that hits the page. Whether these emotions are pulled from real life or fantasy, they all expose a bit of us as people.

Additionally, keeping things spicy in bed is always important. I can’t tell you how daunting it is to write hot sex over, and over, and over again. We know that eventually we will fail. It’s just a matter of when it will happen. Of course, we try not to focus on that, but it can be a challenge to come up with words and actions that don’t feel repetitive for us and the reader. I can only imagine how a guy feels since an unfair portion of that burden rests on them in most relationships.

PSA: Toss your man a few ideas, or better yet just take control once in a while and let him enjoy the ride.

So, as you can see writing erotic romance and relationships are a lot more alike than you would think. But for all that, each has their rewards for all the work put forth. For a writer, a big one is hearing from the reader. Be it a quick rating on a site like Amazon or GoodReads, a short personal email, a quick tweet or status update somewhere, or a full fledged review the kind words fuel us and make all the effort worth while. Please, feel free to leave a comment about the best book you’ve read recently, who it’s by, and why you liked it!

What Do You Like to Read?

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books, genres, Reading, romance, Voirey Linger

I’m making an assumption that if you are reading this blog, you are a fan of the… naughtier side of romance, that something sexy sends your sparks flying. But other than sexy, what draws you to a book?

I’m curious because… well, I write books, and as a writer of books, I always want to know what it is that pushes someone to read it. Are you someone who sees vampires and hits the ‘buy’ button or do you prefer something more reality-based? Fan of contemporary or do you prefer historical or futuristic stories?I read a bit of everything. I’m not big on high fantasy settings, but really… I’ll read just about anything.

Maybe it’s the author more than the subject that catches your attention. I know I have some authors I jump on. Kate Pearce, Lora Leigh, Inez Kelley, JR Ward, and Sunny are just a few love to read. Who are your auto-buy authors?

I have a few favorite publishers, too. Ellora’s Cave tops the list. When I began writing, they were my top choice of publishers and I was thrilled to be invited to join them.

Does it take a great cover to grab your attention? I admit to being a cover whore. I’ll buy a book for the cover alone and hope what’s inside is as good as what’s on the outside.

Or maybe you’re just plain into kink and will pick up whatever looks like it might play into your favorite fantasies.

Tell me, what trips your trigger and makes you want to read that book?