Adriana Kraft
When it's time to heat things up...
Do these two terms even belong in the same sentence? Check out what I have to say about that today over at Sweet ‘n Sexy Divas – and pick up your free copy of my newest release, Swingers Light Up Vegas!
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There’s a first time for everything. Catlin, a heroine in Seducing Cat, is 34 and single. She has never considered the possibility of loving a woman – but it turns out Meghan Keenan, Caitlin’s upstairs renter, is not only very persuasive but very enticing.
Feeling better after showering, Caitlin donned her nightshirt, slid into bed, and reached for the novel on the nightstand. One of her favorite CDs filled the room with soft music that hopefully would not only drown out the noise from upstairs but also help her fall asleep.
She’d read three pages before she heard a soft rap over the strains of a piano concerto. Dumbfounded, she gaped at Meg entering the room and closing the door behind her. An oversized t-shirt fell to mid-thigh. Meg’s obviously budding nipples pressed against the fabric.
Coming to a halt by the bed, Meg smiled softly. “I wanted to see how you were doing.”
“I—I’m fine,” Caitlin stammered. “I thought you’d be with Kurt. It is the weekend.”
“Kurt’s busy this weekend. I’m alone. Just like you.”
“Oh.” If breathing was a necessity for life, she was in deep trouble.
“Is it okay that I’m here?” Meg asked, her eyes filled with hope.
Caitlin smacked her lips and nodded.
“I would never force you,” Meg said, brushing the back of her hand against Caitlin’s bare arm.
“I know,” Caitlin whispered, trying to breathe.
“May I join you?”
Patting the bed beside her, Caitlin struggled to find her voice. “I’d be devastated if you left now.”
Meg’s broad smile made Caitlin’s flesh tingle. She held out her hand and helped Meg climb onto the bed. She sighed. There was no looking back now. She’d have plenty of time to analyze tomorrow.
Then there would be time for self-recriminations, if need be. Now she just wanted to hold and explore the gift of this young woman.
“I was afraid our kiss might have frightened you,” Meg said, sliding a finger across Caitlin’s cheek.
“I was afraid it might be our last kiss.”
BLURBLevelheaded English Professor Caitlin Shanahan has finally earned tenure and purchased the century-old two-story house of her dreams in the college town of Burntside, Wisconsin—at thirty-four, she’d better face facts: her future is teaching college and writing plays, not falling in love. So why is she so drawn to foxy little hometown actress Meghan Keenan, who’s rented her upstairs apartment, or worse, to the girl’s gorgeous hunk of a lover Kurt Davis, a carpenter who’s never even been to college?
Twenty-year-old Meg has a plan. First she’ll seduce the reluctant professor, then she’ll share her sexual delights with both Cat and her brawny carpenter, and when she’s successfully brought them together, she can make her escape and explore what’s beyond the only town she’s ever lived in.
Kurt can’t stand the up-tight professor who’s hired him to build a gazebo and refurbish her old house—the house he wanted for himself. Even if Meg’s scheme succeeds, he knows Caitlin would never look at him twice. No need to go there in his fantasies…
Seducing Cat
Series: Meghan’s Playhouse, Book 1
Length: 28,000 words
Genres: Erotic Romance, LGBTQ, Menage,
Pairings: FF, FM, FFM
Universal link:
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When the effervescent Meghan Keenan swept into our lives and condescended to let us start putting her story on the page, we had no idea what we were in for. In fact, all we set out to do was write a romp; turns out we couldn’t really do that. Characters have a way of taking over, and Meg wasn’t satisfied with just being a piece of fluff having hot sex scenes. Even in her first book, the erotic romance novella Seducing Cat, she’s all about breaking social class barriers while she’s having a good time. She’s pretty egalitarian – men, women, carpenter, professor, it doesn’t matter to her. The world is her oyster and she’s going to enjoy every tasty morsel. The six-book series begins when she’s almost 21 and follows her erotic matchmaking adventures for nearly a decade. We promise she does get a happy ending in book six, but we’re keeping its details secret. Meg gives good advice – be open to surprise.
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Why did my husband and I write the short story Swingers Light Up Vegas?
Check all that apply:
__We’re authors – we like to sell books.
__We write books we’d love to read.
__We believe that love is love is love.
__We design our erotic romance books to tantalize readers and spice up their fantasy life.
__We think an active fantasy life is a good thing.
__We think adults over fifty can enjoy an active sex life – long into the future.
__We try to live up to what our very first reviewer said about our first published book, in 2006:
“I highly recommend this book,
although the reader will no doubt want
either a partner or a bucket of toys close at hand.”
Actually, check all of the above.
Swingers Light Up Vegas is a short story we crafted to give our readers a sample of the erotic pleasures enjoyed in the swing lifestyle, at no risk to themselves and for very little investment. We’ve priced it at 99 cents at all e-book vendors, and are also offering it free if you sign up for our newsletter (which you can easily unsubscribe from if you wish).
Oh, and one more reason – we’ve published a series of erotic romance novellas set in the swing lifestyle. They feature the swinging adventures of a different mid-life couple, fifteen books so far and one more on the way. Naturally, we hope if you like the short sample in Swingers Light Up Vegas, you’ll be eager for more. You can find all of them at this Amazon link: Swinging Games (15 book series) Kindle Edition (amazon.com)
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What happens in Vegas…
Swingers Dan and Ginger head to Las Vegas to celebrate Ginger’s fiftieth birthday. Through their friends back home, they’ve scored a free week at a posh Vegas resort condominium. They fill their days with every iconic Las Vegas experience they can dream up. But by night? They’re determined not to leave Vegas without sampling what it has to offer in the erotically charged swing lifestyle. A Vegas swing club beckons – will it live up to their fantasies?
Set Up: The morning after their visit to the swing club.
Déjà vu, all over again.
Ginger wasn’t sure if the thought was part of her dream or part of her waking up, but it made her smile. Her full-body stretch confirmed she had some aching muscles—not really sore, but a soft ache that brought back steamy memories. What a night!
She finally opened her eyes to the sight of Dan holding out a hot mug of coffee. If the scent had awakened her, she had no memory trace.
Dan settled in next to her on the bed, a broad smile on his face that she knew mirrored her own. “What a treat,” she said, “to watch you with Lai last night. She sure is a cracker jack. High energy—wonder if she’s insatiable.”
“Pretty close, I’d say. I’m so glad they want another round before we leave. If we do decide to buy a condo here, it looks like the swinging scene is pretty promising. And you’ve gotta know how much I loved watching you and Lai together. You two were so in sync.”
“I do know.” Ginger snuggled a bit closer and clasped Dan’s free hand with her own. “When we started this adventure, it was mostly so I could act on the bi identity I’d finally become aware of. I had no clue how much watching me with another woman would be a turn-on for you, too.”
Welcome to the MFRW Steam Hop,
where the authors of Marketing for Romance Writers
entice you with steamy excerpts from their erotic romance stories.
Scroll to the end for more of this week’s tempting excerpts
Take a peek into the erotically charged swing lifestyle with my new short story, available for pre-order now!
Genre: Erotic Romance, Bisexual, Later in Life
Release Date: January 30, 2023
Length: 5K words
Price: 99 cents
What happens in Vegas…
Swingers Dan and Ginger head to Las Vegas to celebrate Ginger’s fiftieth birthday. Through their friends back home, they’ve scored a free week at a posh Vegas resort condominium. They fill their days with every iconic Las Vegas experience they can dream up. But by night? They’re determined not to leave Vegas without sampling what it has to offer in the erotically charged swing lifestyle. A Vegas swing club beckons – will it live up to their fantasies?
Set Up: The couple they’d planned to meet has cancelled, but Dan and Ginger head to the club anyway, where they connect with Michael and Lai,,,
“I hope we’re making up for Melinda and Alan having to cancel on you at the last minute.” Michael nuzzled Ginger’s ear. “I’m sure glad you guys decided to continue on to the club. Melinda texted us right after she texted you, hoping that we’d be here tonight. Perhaps it’s karma.”
“Perhaps.” Ginger glanced down at Lai’s small hand, which was lightly brushing her other thigh.
“You like?” Lai asked softly.
Ginger nodded. She squeezed Lai’s bare thigh in response. Lai wore a micro skirt which had done little to conceal a tiny bare pussy.
“You want?”
Ginger swallowed. “Oh, yeah.”
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Steampunk Erotica, MF, MM, FF, MFM, FMF, etcetera…
72,300 words, 205 pages
Smashwords and Amazon KDP
ISBN (Smashwords): 9798215548370
ASIN: B0BRHGN35L
Release Date: January 13, 2023
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Gillian Smith, the heroine of my Toymakers Guild series, is a scientific genius and a sexual adventurer. She’s only nineteen when she shows up at the door of Randerley Hall, successfully figures out the access code, and demonstrates sufficient talent in both the technical and carnal realms to win a place for herself among the secretive and selective band of erotic artificers.
As the series continues, she becomes more mature, taming some of her impulsiveness and learning to understand the nuances of desire. She assumes increasing responsibility for the work of the Guild, providing design guidance and supervising the other engineers. Meanwhile, she remains open to the varied opportunities for sensual pleasure offered by Guild membership. She understands that lust is the lubricant for the Guild’s creativity and that despite the outrageous ways that it is sometimes expressed, the bonds among the Toymakers go far beyond the physical.
Authors often – perhaps even always – use aspects of themselves when creating their characters. Nevertheless, Gillian is not me. When I was nineteen, I was a dreamy bookworm, not an engineer. While she is bold and self-confident, I was painfully shy. Her appearance – tall, slender, with curly reddish hair – has little in common with my short, curvy build and mousy brown locks.
Still, at her age I was as fascinated by sex as she is, if nowhere near as active. As I grew older, that fascination deepened. I began to explore my kinks and cravings and live out my fantasies in a manner that she’d understand. I’ve had sexual adventures she’d find quite familiar. In the meantime, my view of sexuality ended up having quite a lot in common with hers – that even what seems like casual lust has emotional and spiritual dimensions.
I also must admit to basing some of Gillian’s emotions and behavior as a technical project leader on my own experience. I did end up as an engineer of sorts: a software engineer. Most of the technology in the Toymakers Guild series comes straight out of my imagination. I couldn’t wire a motor or machine a set of gears to save my life. But I do know what it’s like trying to deal with bugs in your programs when you’re facing a critical deadline. I understand the heavy burden of responsibility that comes with commitments that seem impossible to fulfill.
So, yes, Jill and I do share some traits and beliefs, though there’s more than a century between our worlds and half a century between our ages. To me, though, she’s an independent individual – and after three novels, remarkably real. As an author, I’m amazed by the way characters develop over the course of writing a book. They begin as a sketch, perhaps borrowing from people we know (including ourselves), but before long they have lives of their own. Having followed her for more than three years and two hundred fifty thousand words, I know who Gillian Smith is. Honestly, though, I don’t know where she came from.
How do you train a steampunk sexbot?
Gillian Smith’s promotion to journeyman proves she’s ready to lead the Toymakers in producing astonishing new erotic artifacts. Creative, brilliant, and debauched, she’ll stretch her capabilities to the limit as she juggles a talent shortage and a pair of jealous rivals. Then there’s the challenge of their latest commission—a life-sized programmable sex doll intended to replace a client’s deceased paramour.
Normally she would consult the enigmatic Master Toymaker, but he seems preoccupied with his own concerns. Though her lusty crew of sexual renegades can offer technical and carnal assistance, Gillian is ultimately responsible for delivering the promised, near-impossible technology.
It’s fortunate she’s not one to give up—not even when events threaten the Guild’s very survival.
Defying the repressive morality of the Victorian era, the Toymakers Guild uses advanced technology to fabricate bespoke sexual artifacts for the discrete pleasure of select clients. Its members are not only brilliant engineers but also sexual renegades seeking freedom from the prudish society that surrounds them. These are their stories.
When several knocks went unanswered, Gillian tried the knob. The door was unlocked. It opened upon a scene that set her pulse racing.
Spring sunshine poured in through the tall window, filling the room with a luminous glow. It shone like a spotlight upon the bed, where two female figures lay entwined. Lucy lay on top, stark naked. Sunbeams glinted off the golden locks that tumbled down her back. The graceful curve of her spine flowed down to her pert, round buttocks. Those luscious, peach-toned globes tensed and relaxed in a steady rhythm as she rubbed her cunny against the body beneath her.
Under Lucy’s writhing form, with her arms stretched out on both sides and her thighs spread wide, lay Emily. The former maid wore nothing but a shift. As Gillian watched, entranced, Lucy rose to her knees and pushed the thin linen garment up to bare Emily’s breasts. The sight of those perfect hemispheres made Gillian’s mouth water. Apparently they had a similar effect on Lucy, who leaned over to suckle on one dark, pouting nipple.
“Oh! Unh…” Emily sighed in inarticulate delight as Lucy feasted upon her flesh. “Oh, Loo-see…”
The flaxen-haired seductress licked slow circles around each taut nub, then slid down toward Emily’s little belly, leaving a trail of wet kisses. When she reached Emily’s cunny, she used her thumbs to open the sweet cleft and swept her tongue from back to front.
Emily yelped and arched up to maintain contact with Lucy’s agile tongue. Gillian shuddered in vicarious pleasure. Lucy squirmed backward to improve her angle of attack, then dove into her partner’s pussy, licking and sucking with a gusto that soon had Emily thrashing and moaning anew.
The girl twisted and tugged at her nipples as she humped Lucy’s face. Her braids came undone, the fine, ash-blond hair tangling on the pillow. Her inner thighs gleamed in the slanting afternoon sun, wet with Lucy’s saliva and her own copious juices.
Gillian’s breasts were swollen and tender. Her drawers were soaked, her clit a bright, burning coal. She couldn’t bear another instant of this detached surveillance.
After closing the door behind her, she placed the velvet bag on the dressing table and quickly stripped off her clothing. At first she thought the women were too involved with one another to notice her presence. Then Lucy raised her head from between Emily’s legs and flashed her a sticky-cheeked grin.
“Jill! Do you fancy a taste? Our Emily’s sweeter than Turkish delight.”
“You don’t mind?”
“Of course not. And I doubt Emily has any objections – do you, pumpkin?”
The ex-maid, who lay gasping upon the pillow, made no response, probably because she could not see Lucy’s face. Gillian stepped nearer to the head of the bed and leaned over to give the girl a quick kiss. Emily responded with enthusiasm, wrapping her arms around Gillian’s neck to pull her close and sliding an exploratory tongue between her lips.
Who taught her that? What had the girl been up to, while Gillian had been preoccupied with work and her feuding lovers?
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Lisabet Sarai became addicted to words at an early age. She began reading when she was four. She wrote her first story at five years old and her first poem at seven. Since then, she has written plays, tutorials, scholarly articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred page dissertation, and lots of erotica and erotic romance – over one hundred titles, and counting, in nearly every sub-genre—paranormal, scifi, ménage, BDSM, GLBT, and more. Regardless of the genre, every one of her stories illustrates her motto: Imagination is the ultimate aphrodisiac.
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The answer is No.
No, what?
No, was our cover artist able to use any of my Vegas photos in the cover she designed for Swingers Light Up Vegas.
But it wasn’t her fault.
We wanted two things on the cover: something sexy, and something that anchored the cover explicitly in Las Vegas.
So even though all the photos I posted last week (https://wp.me/p9O7pv-336) were taken by me on various trips to Las Vegas, none of them really scream “Vegas.” The fabulous LINQ? Lots of cities have those by now, and a nighttime shot says nothing about which one it is. Ditto a Lazy River. Pick a tropical setting anywhere (or even just a relatively warm one), and lots of resorts sport them. The view from the Stratosphere? We actually didn’t even send her that one; it does picture the famous strip, but from such a distance that it’s not distinctive. And the same with the view out our 8th floor window. It gave us lots of pleasure, every night, to watch the sun set over the south end of the strip, but the photo isn’t identifiably Vegas.
Valerie June Bondarenko of Veridian Rose Graphics is the artist we approached to create our cover. We shared our two criteria – sexy, and Vegas. She began by offering us several “sexy” photo options to consider, and both Hubs and I were immediately drawn to the shot with a window, roses in a vase, and a partially clad female torso wearing black lace. Perfect. The swing lifestyle is focused on women and what women want; men may love to ogle, but women call the shots. We think our cover gives her the power to beckon, and the power to say no.
Next question: what to put in the window? That’s where we’d thought the LINQ could go, but it didn’t really work, and it would still have left us with the question of how to convey Vegas. Valerie came up with the idea of the iconic Las Vegas welcome sign in the window, and when we got the draft, we both said “wow.” It’s perfect.
Next dilemma: the window-roses-black lace pic wasn’t the right dimensions for a cover, and anyway we still needed placement for the title and author. We were clueless, but Valerie came up with the dark red lace on black borders top and bottom. This is why she’s the artist.
Last issue: font for title and author. We thought about neon lights – we think she’s captured that spirit in the title font and colors. Plus it’s a fun touch that “light up” actually lights up the title. And who doesn’t love seeing their name in big bold letters?
So yes, we signed off on her first complete cover draft immediately and are thrilled we did. We highly recommend Veridian Rose Graphics.
What happens in Vegas…
Swingers Dan and Ginger head to Las Vegas to celebrate Ginger’s fiftieth birthday. Through their friends back home, they’ve scored a free week at a posh Vegas resort condominium. They fill their days with every iconic Las Vegas experience they can dream up. But by night? They’re determined not to leave Vegas without sampling what it has to offer in the erotically charged swing lifestyle. A Vegas swing club beckons – will it live up to their fantasies?
Genre: Erotic Romance, Bisexual, Later in Life
Release Date: January 30, 2023
Length: 5K words
Price: 99 cents
Pre-order coming soon at https://books2read.com/