RG the Smutty Xmas Elf: Woohoo! Kate Pearce and Dirty Day 10! The Smutketeers have a definite soft spot for this author. She sets all the truly sexy trends. That’s why we saved one of the kinkiest gifts for her. hehe.
The 10th Dirty Day of Xmas, the ends nearly in view,
anal beads for starters, blue shower dildo, kama sutra oil, masks are pretty kinky, bullet vibes are Feisty
Viiiiibrating Cock Riiiiiing
Role play as a maid, chocolate gets men laid, I will be obeyed—
and a brand new Smutketeer to looooove.
Kate: Thanks for inviting me Smutties!! And Happy Holidays to everyone!
Every so often I hear an erotic romance writer sigh and say, “I can’t stand the thought of writing another sex scene. I’m gonna write Amish bonnet rippers instead.” (Or something along those lines) And I’m always surprised, because for me, writing the sex scenes is still my most favorite part of the book. I just love getting into all that hot, sweaty, touchy-feely kinky stuff.
And I have no idea why or where it comes from. Everyone who meets me and finds out I’m a writer immediately assumes I write children’s books. Um, not ‘quite’. I think I was born with a dirty mind and that’s okay. Not many people get paid to make stuff up, especially really kinky stuff.
Crystal Jordan recently pointed out to me that all the men in my Simply series are either gay or bisexual. (I’m sure there are a couple of straight guys somewhere? LOL) I put that down to English public schools. (btw, public schools in England are actually private and fee-paying.) Did you know that the term ‘fag’ comes from the English public school tradition of a younger boy ‘fagging’ for an older boy? It meant he acted as a servant for him and that might have included sexual favors, so no wonder everyone in my books has a sexual kink.
I was trying to think of a good excerpt for you, because, you might not know this, but I also write for Brava (steamy historical) and Signet Eclipse (steamy paranormal historical) and those are two of the three books I have coming out between now and February. Lords of Passion, which is out right now, and also features Virginia Henley and Maggie Robinson and Blood of the Rose which comes out on February 1st.
Luckily for the Smutketeers, I also have another Simply conveniently sandwiched between them, Simply Forbidden, so I decided to go ahead and give you an early preview of that.
Gabriel stepped back into the servants’ hallway at the pleasure house and leaned against the wall. His cock ached like the devil tonight, and yet he’d refused all the offers to bring him release. He wasn’t sure why. Perhaps he preferred the torture of blue balls to the loss of dignity required to allow some stranger to make him come. He kept imagining Miss Ross’s expression if she could see him here, at his worst, at his most desperate.
“Monsieur?” He looked up and saw Marie-Claude beckoning imperiously to him. “Come along.”
Without thinking, he followed her to the end of the hall and into one of the smaller more private rooms that adjoined the salon. A woman dressed in brown silk sat in a chair beside the bed, a woman Gabriel had no chance of recognizing unless he ripped off her bonnet and heavy veils. Marie Claude nodded at him.
“This lady wishes you to pull down your pantaloons.”
For a moment, Gabriel balked at the calm request and wondered why the woman couldn’t speak for herself. Inwardly, he shrugged. He needed to come, and this was as good a way as any. In the struggle to push the tight satin down over his shaft he might even embarrass himself and spill his seed. At least then it would be over and he could go home and sleep.
Slowly, he worked the two buttons loose wincing as his cock pulsed and soaked the satin in pre-cum. He managed to lower the placket and shove down the sides of his pantaloons. His cock strained upward toward his stomach, the wetness at the tip catching the candlelight.
“Touch yourself,” Marie-Claude said.
Gabriel was quite happy to oblige. He wrapped one hand around his thick shaft and worked his heated flesh through his fingers. God, he was so close, so close to coming…
His fingers stilled even as his mind screamed a denial and he forced himself to breathe slowly.
“Come closer.” Marie-Claude murmured.
Still clasping his shaft he moved nearer, his attention on the woman seated directly in front of him. He shuddered when she lifted one gloved hand and traced from the tip of his cock down to his balls with her index finger. She returned her finger to the crown of his cock and slowly circled the tiny weeping hole at the center. His hips jerked toward her touch, straining, wanting, and she obliged him, flicked and circled his aching tip until he almost started to come.
He groaned out loud as she expertly shifted her grip to the base of his cock and cut off his spasms, leaving him suspended somewhere between pleasure and pain.
“Please…” he whispered. She let him go and Marie-Claude spoke again.
“Finish yourself. Come for her.”
He replaced his hand on his cock and with two savage jerks, he came hard, his come pumping over his fingers to drench his fist and his stomach. He didn’t watch himself, he watched her, the woman who had wanted to see him like this, half-naked and willing to let himself be touched by anyone who wanted to.
“Thank you, monsieur. You may go now.” Marie-Claude paused as the woman whispered in her ear. “Madame requests that you return to this room tomorrow night and meet her again.”
Gabriel nodded and shoved his limp cock back into his pantaloons. It was time for him to go home and perhaps he would sleep for what remained of the night, his cock now sated, his unsavory appetites indulged. He bowed at the two women again and retreated through the servants’ door. The mysterious woman had obviously enjoyed the show and, to his shame, he had enjoyed it too. Despite his self-disgust, he couldn’t help but wonder what she would ask of him on the morrow.
Unfortunately having whetted your appetites I can’t give away a copy of this one yet as it isn’t out until January 25th. But in the spirit of the holiday’s I am offering up a copy of Lords of Passion and a copy of Simply Insatiable to one commenter.
Just tell me-what your favorite Christmas movie is.
Kate Pearce x