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Weekend Dirty Dozen ~ Pushing the Limits

For this week’s Weekend Dirty Dozen – here’s an introduction to our upcoming Extasy release in the Swinging Games Series, scheduled for January:

Pushing the limits

Their new Unicorn Sarah Creston may be out of town, but that doesn’t stop Jen and Brett Andrews from burning up the wires with some scorching three-way phone sex. While they’re waiting for Sarah, Ryan eagerly pursues Brett for some hot male action, followed by a house party that challenges Jen and Brett’s stereotypes. Sarah finally arrives, exhausted and drained from weeks spent helping her aging parents. Jen and Brett provide total tender care for three days – but when Jen invites Sarah to move in for the whole summer, Brett asks himself, what’s the limit?

Just in case you think swingers only have sex with others, here’s an opener with our hero and heroine, having their own private party on the couch in their living room:

Brett surprised Jen by kneeling on the floor beside her. His mouth settled on hers and his fingers lifted the mesh top over her breasts. “I’ve been wanting to do this since you parted your robe to show me this outfit.”
Jen thrust her chest upward as he teased a breast with his tongue, grazing its underside. Fingers of one hand cupped her mound while he continued loving her breast. His tongue neared the erect nipple, but didn’t quite touch it. She arched higher, seeking more.
He chuckled. “Now who’s in a hurry? Slow down, Babe. We’ve got all night. All to ourselves.”

We don’t have a cover yet ~ so here are covers from the most recent books in the series:


And of course you can catch the entire series – and our other Extasy releases – at this link:
Adriana’s Extasy Author page


Advice to Baby Boomers: Get Rejected!

It was the late seventies, I was freshly divorced, and I was in shock and definitely not happy. So when my new counselor handed me the flyer for an Association for Humanistic Psychology workshop entitled “How to be Happily Unmarried,” I was all over it. I desperately needed hope from somewhere, and I was sure willing to learn from anyone who dared put the words happily and unmarried in the same sentence.

I can still remember my nervousness as I entered the large ballroom in a downtown Chicago hotel – there must have been over two hundred people in the room. I almost turned around and walked out, but desperation won the day and I walked in. I probably slunk to the nearest seat – still royally ashamed that I was not only single, but divorced. I’m quite certain I didn’t make eye contact with anyone.

My heart sank again when I saw our presenter: short and unassuming but reasonably trim, she was neatly dressed in slacks and a sweater, and her hair was gray. How was anybody that old going to have anything useful to say to me?

Once she started speaking, however, she energized the room. Lively and charismatic, she could have made a living as a stand-up comic. She swiftly broke us into small groups, handed us assignments, shuffled the groups, gave us a new task, and only then did she tell us her story. In her mid fifties, she was divorced after a life-long marriage, and she was taking no prisoners in her determination to form relationships and build happiness back into her life.

We had a one hour lunch break that day, and she gave us marching orders for that, as well. Our instructions were to start conversations with at least four strangers on the streets of downtown Chicago. It didn’t count if the person ignored us – we had to keep trying until four different persons at least responded to something we said. (f.y.i., she didn’t say form a relationship or take these persons home to our bed – just start a conversation!)

The day was a total success. I sailed through her luncheon assignment with flying colors (and probably made eye contact, too), and by the end of the day I had dates with three other workshop participants, my first dates since the divorce. I considered it money well spent: I could taste happiness again, and I began to have hope.

Those three men are long gone from my life, but something else from that day has stuck with me. During Q&A, a timid-looking woman raised her hand and asked something like the following: “Aren’t you afraid of rejection?” I’ll never forget our presenter’s answer: “Honey, if I don’t get rejected at least once a day, I’m not trying very hard.”

I won’t say I follow her advice every day, but I know it made a difference in my life, and that difference is part of why I now write erotic romance with my husband of three decades. It’s also part of why I so much admire Claire Johnson, heroine of our latest Baby Boomer release, Ripening Passion (Whiskey Creek Press Torrid):

Claire Johnson’s dedication to sex—the cornerstone of her career—led her to found the Center for Sexuality and Sex Practices. Now in her fifties, she knows the Center must keep pace with the rapidly growing Baby Boomer market, so she agrees to go back on camera for a series on sex and aging. But work with her nemesis?

Former English Professor Max Wilson has championed the cause of the Center ever since his deceased wife sought the Center’s help to rekindle the nearly extinguished sexual flames of their relationship. He loves working on camera and welcomes the challenge to perform with the svelte but feisty temptress.

Sparks fly immediately on and off camera. Can either Claire or Max transform those sparks into a fire of sexual desire for their viewers? And if they succeed, what will happen when the movie’s over?

I don’t think Claire ever had a need to take a workshop like my success story from the seventies – but she sure could have taught it. The other piece of wisdom I gleaned from this look backwards in time? Mid-fifties doesn’t seem nearly as old as it used to! Something else I couldn’t have known that day – hot sex after fifty is a good thing.

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Whiskey Creek

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Too Much Sex?

Be forewarned: my upcoming Extasy release, Dare to Adventure, reads more like erotica than erotic romance. Just sayin…

If erotic romance is your favorite genre (and for sure it’s ours!), what is it you crave? What sort of guaranteed experience makes you pick up a book and say “yes, this’ll deliver for me” and go buy it?

Most of the erotic romance books my husband and I co-author as Adriana Kraft strike a balance between the two key elements of the genre: “erotic” and “romance.” We love the thrill of that moment when the sparks first fly between the protagonists, the tantalizing chase, the agony of black moments and that fabulous final climax.

Our Swinging Games series at Extasy Books has a little different format. The key romance takes place within a long-standing marriage and stretches over the course of the entire series. Brett and Jen Andrews are Baby Boomers and empty nesters who decide to explore the swing lifestyle for two reasons:They’re hoping it’ll add variety to their marriage, and Jen is especially eager to finally make love with a woman.

So here’s a little advice: if you’re craving a good dose of romance in your erotic romance reads, check out Volume I in this series, Anticipation. It’ll give you a taste of how just thinking about swinging heats up the action for our hero and heroine – and it’ll set you up to enjoy the impact of all the sexual adventures to follow.

If what you love in an erotic romance is the hot sex scenes – if you fantasize about what swinging might be like, or you wonder how it’d feel to have several pairs of hands devoted to just your pleasure, or you’d love to find out what really goes on at an on-premise swing club, this book will feed your fantasies. I have to add, I just finished editing the galley proofs last Friday, and, um, yes. Even after countless read-throughs, this book delivers.

Here’s a blurb and a teaser excerpt:

BLURB: Brett and Jen Andrews enjoy a decadent weekend with their latest lover – the recently widowed Sarah Preston. Have they finally found their Unicorn? But Sarah is called away to care for family members before they can reconnect. Undaunted, they take their newest young protégés to an on-premise Swing Club for a stupendous evening of raw sex and voyeurism. They follow up with another house party, but this time their best friend Ryan discovers Brett is bi. Will Ryan flee, or will he join in?


“I checked email this morning.” Jen arched an eyebrow and knew she had Brett’s attention.


“Sarah’s coming back next weekend. Sounds like her parents are settling in nicely at the retirement complex and she’s getting bored. Also, she’s getting tired of hotel living and restaurant food.”

Brett chuckled. “I bet you’ll volunteer to have some home cooking ready for her when she gets back.”
“Oh, yeah. We chatted briefly about it online this morning. She’s thinking a large serving of cock a la mode would go down quite nicely.”


“And she wanted me to tell you that she’s warming a tangy dessert for you and me to share.”

Brett wet his lips. “And we have to wait how long till she gets here?”

“Six days. Sarah’s really eager to get together again. Apparently she’s thought about us a lot—with vibrator in hand.”

“Jesus. What don’t you women talk about?”
Jen blew him a kiss. “She was also wondering if you might be up for a little phone sex tonight to tide us all over.”
“Phone sex?”

“It would be a first.”

“I wouldn’t know where to begin.”

“Sounds like Sarah thinks she knows how to begin. I expect you’ll know how to finish.”

Brett shook his head and then broke into a wide smile. “How did I get so lucky to fall in love with you?”

“Because I had a rope strong enough to tie you down. Now then, I’ve got lots to do yet today before we call Sarah.” She stood and brushed her lips across Brett’s. “You might want to give a little thought before tonight to how you’ll turn on a widow nearly two thousand miles away.”

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