Romance with SASS: Suspense Angst Seductive Sizzle
Today we welcome to our pages Erotic romance author Margie Church, who lives just up the road from us in chilly Minnesota. No wonder she keeps her writing so hot!
I’m all about the SASS. My books have a strong suspense element and they’re all extremely hot. The suspense is sometimes caused by paranormal creatures, sometime a crime, and often when the characters finally make love. Whether you’re squirming because of a creep in the story or because I’ve awakened one of your favorite fantasies, my ultimate goal always is to keep you riveted to the page.
People ask me why I write erotic romance, because after all, there sure are lower heat levels you can write to. My candid reply is this: if I’ve spent pages and pages working you up, bringing you to that moment of ultimate seduction, and then skip through the love scene, aren’t you going to be pissed off? I would be. I’ve brought you to a place and made you feel like you’re right there. Why would I let you guess what happened between the sheets – or on the beach, in the back of the car, in the elevator, on the boat, or next to the open windows where anyone could see you? *wink*
My goal as an author is to create a vivid story and as a romance writer, for me that has to include detailed sex. I laugh about some of the things I’ve researched for these books. I’ll admit, some of it has enriched my own sex life. Some of it makes me roll my eyes and say
But these characters aren’t about me. I visualize the scene first – no matter what it’s about – and replay it in my mind until it “works.” I often talk through the scenes to hear dialog and that helps me check believability. Then I type it. Occasionally writing a scene gets so intense, I’ll have my eyes closed so the keyboard and screen don’t distract me. Sometimes the characters are “standing right behind me” delivering the lines and I am sweating by the time I’ve got it all down. Am I a wild and crazy woman? Well, if you find me on Facebook or Twitter you’d definitely be laughing and enjoy a good teasing every now and then. But I leave the serious seduction up to my characters.
Thanks for having me Adriana! I have been lurking here off and on for months and was so pleased to get an invitation to guest blog. Not only do we share a love of erotic romance, but I appreciate your fun-loving attitude and the chance to meet your friends and fans.
The sequel to my erotic romance, WET, is due out March 7 from Noble Romance. Since we’re talking about the SASS in books, I’d love to know what you’re reading and why it turns you on. Doesn’t have to be erotic, but what about the story really gets to you? Leave your comment and an e-mail address. You could win a copy of WET.
WET Blurb: Noah and Reagan may be divorced but their passion is far from over. For the sake of their children, they end up living together until the Navy determines Noah’s next assignment. When the rain falls one night, they get wet in more ways than one.
Content alert: M/F erotic, bondage, anal play
Excerpt: Noah awakened in an empty bed. Glancing around, he wondered where Reagan went and rose to find her. He didn’t expect to find what he discovered—his ex-wife sleeping in his bed as though she belonged there. He chewed the inside of his lower lip, wondering what the hell to do next. After all, I fell asleep on her and why should she sleep on the couch when my bed is perfectly comfortable? He came nearer and gazed at Reagan. Good thing Ava was with us and Reagan hadn’t moved her leg just a few inches higher. I wouldn’t have been able to keep my hands off her.
Reagan lay face down with her arms wrapped around his pillow. Her raised top exposed the gentle curve of her trim waist. Having two children only made her sexier. A rush of passion stirred his cock, making Noah groan to himself. You still got it bad for her, Noah. In his mind, Noah could still feel every inch of Reagan’s voluptuous curves pressed against his side and smell the vanilla-scented shampoo in her hair. So close. His erection grew. He rationalized she wanted to be in his bed or she’d have chosen the couch. She wanted to be alone or she’d have come back to her own bed with me. His ego deflated, along with his erection.
Reagan turned onto her side and put her arm over her head, giving Noah a fresh eyeful of creamy skin. Memories of kissing her taut stomach flooded his mind as if he’d done it five minutes ago. His legs seemed to move with a will of their own to the other side of the bed, and he kneeled next to her. His lips hovered an inch from the naked curve of her hip, while his brain shouted all the reasons he shouldn’t be doing this, but he couldn’t help himself. He stopped thinking. If he was making the wrong move, he’d find out in a second.
Whisper-soft, his lips swept across the skin he coveted more than his own breath. A moment later, her hand rested on the back of his head and Noah expected Reggie to yank out a handful of his hair. Instead, she stroked him, not protesting in the slightest way.
He looked up, wondering if she was fully awake. Her magnetic gaze stopped his breath.
“I found a beautiful, tempting woman in my bed. I couldn’t resist.” He leaned to kiss her, intending to stifle any protests or derail second thoughts she might have. His fingers found her nape, holding her close as their kiss deepened. Her mouth tasted sweet and hot with desire, like a hot fudge ice cream sundae.
Noah pulled back and traced the outline of Reagan’s kiss-drenched lips with the pad of his thumb. “You’re all wet,” he said.
“You have no idea.”
A strangled groan filled his throat. Noah slid his arm under Reagan’s back and kissed her again. The intensity of his passion shocked him. Being celibate for months made him horny as hell, but having Reagan in his arms sent his libido into a free-for-all. The woman ruled his dreams, his daydreams, and his wet dreams.
He nibbled her generous lips. “Are you ready to remember that some muscles are made for love? Touch me, Reagan.” Noah’s large hand covered hers and guided her to the target.
Noah’s provocative invitation made her breath stall in her lungs. Anxious to relearn the lessons, play his seductive game, she said, “Touch you how?”
His back arched when she made contact through his silk, drawstring pajama pants. A jolt of heat shot through Reagan and pooled in her already soaked pussy. She cupped his balls in their snug sac and stroked the base of his erect cock with her thumbnail. Sexual heat radiated from his powerful body and Reagan moved into his warmth.
“Maybe I should make you soaking wet, too,” she said while sliding her hand up and down the length of his thick cock. The soft fabric of his pajamas bunched under her palm, adding different dimensions to the sensations she wanted to create.
“I’m open to suggestions—all of them.”
Reagan fondled Noah’s shaft with a firmer touch. He moved to untie his pajama bottoms but Reagan brushed his hand away. “I want you as wet as I am after I fantasize about going to bed with you.”
She made love to his broad, muscular chest with her lips and tongue. The soft, curled hairs created erotic friction against her lips and Reagan smiled. Noah would experience similar friction later when she’d make him go down on her. And she would.
While teasing his nipples, a new streak of pre-cum stained his pants. Reagan broke from her lip action without stopping her hand motion. “It’s nice to know this has the same effect on you that it has on me.”
“Biting your nipples makes you want to come?”
“Not exactly. It makes me want to fuck.”
“I can help you out, no sweat.”
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