Hello my saucy, sexy, smutties…
I’m taking over Smutketeers—the only place that I can unleash my dirty side—simply because I want Eden Bradley to spank me for being naughty!
(Eden: Don’t tempt me, Jax-you know I’ll be on your doorstep with a paddle in hand!)
Believe it or not, I didn’t start off writing explicit sex scenes. I was a struggling screenwriter that wrote romantic comedies and when I discovered the world of erotic romance, I knew I had to give it a try and go outside my comfort zone. The first book I wrote was a paranormal that never saw the light of day but I know it will have its moment in the future…
As for my current release, I love damaged characters. The sadistic side in me enjoys torturing my H/H before they can have a HEA. I don’t write as dark a world as the Smutketeers but it’s a matter of time before I “come to the dark side” as Eden & R.G. have tried to lead me…What I love most about this story is that it’s about two characters who want to give love and be loved. I tend to write emotional stories but with splashes of my own corny humor throughout. I also tend to throw in my Eastern beliefs so my themes will have some very light supernatural or superstitious elements. I’m also all about symbolism whether it’s in your face or subtle. Sometimes it may not click right away for readers but it keeps you thinking.
If you don’t tend to read multicultural romances, or never desired to read them, I guarantee that my stories aren’t the typical ones. I don’t focus on race as the main ingredient but on the storytelling and all the components that makes an entertaining romance. I’m also a romantic at heart so you’ll always see that LOVE is what the story is all about. Since I’m pretty Westernized, I have to say it shows in my voice…but you’ll just have to read SIREN’S SEDUCTION to see what I mean.
Thanks to the Smutketeers for letting me break-in…I’ll be back to stir more trouble in my next post…
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ISBN eBook: 978-1-3015-4712-8
Publisher: Udumbara Publishing
♦ Multicultural ♦ Contemporary Romance, Erotic
Niko Chow craves solitude. Only fate won’t leave him in peace. His desire to overcome his demons leads him to a promise made to a dying friend and into the arms of a seductive chanteuse.
Donovan Matthews ignites a passion within him he has long denied. The more time he spends with her, the more Niko finds her spitfire determination and generous heart as sensuous and exotic as the lotus blossoms that bloom in his garden. Can she end his internal war and help heal his aching soul?
CAUTION: Dirty little ditty for you to indulge in…
*For you minors, you shouldn’t be reading this…
“Do you know why I am drawn to the lotus? It symbolizes the four elements: earth, air, fire, and water. It’s a spiritual emergence of a higher world directly from our physical manifestation.”
Dove hooked her fingers beneath the spaghetti straps of her dress, pushing them off her shoulders with slow deliberateness. The material slid easily off her body as if her skin was made of satin. She stood completely naked before him, her caramel skin glistening beneath the dim light of the moon. Without hesitation, she took a step closer to Niko. So close he could smell her intoxicating perfume, could easily touch her, and possess her.
Her smoky voice sliced through his indecent thoughts. “However, in Buddhist philosophy the lotus emerges from slime and corruption then develops through the purifying water to emerge into the sunlight. They are seen as metaphors for the development of the individual being towards enlightenment.” Her lips curved into a seductive smile. “Are you ready to be enlightened, Mr. Chow?”
What the hell was she thinking? Dove appeared calm on the outside, but inside she was a train wreck. Her head swam with wild dreams conjured up by too much alcohol. The temperature soared out of control when she saw Niko devouring her with his eyes.
The simple sweep of his lashes as he blatantly appraised her body had awakened the sleeping dragon inside. Each part of her skin heated wherever his eyes skimmed and lingered. Oh, he wanted her. A woman could not misconstrue that look. The one language two people spoke without saying a word. It was all in the eyes.
Dove closed the gap, slipping her arms around his neck, she stood on tiptoes to draw him in for a kiss. His resistance melted as soon as their lips connected. One second he appeared unresponsive, the next he latched on to her with a fervor so impassioned she had a hard time catching up.
Damn, but the man could kiss!
His hands glided across her back, gently roaming to her shoulders, moving downward until he reached the edge of her buttocks. He stopped and pulled her closer, his tongue flicking across the corners of her mouth before coming in for a deep kiss.
Niko’s methods were skilled as he palmed her cheek to move her head just so, to enhance the thrill of the motions of his mouth and tongue. This was no simple kiss. This was out and out orgasmic without the consummation.
Dove had a handful of sexual encounters but Niko had an aura of expertise and tranquility about him that could easily entrance her. Magic hands. Soothing and healing as he ran them along every curve of her back and shoulders as if to memorize her.
Her fingers flew to his shirt, unbuttoning hastily until she reached the last one. She pushed the fabric off his shoulders and it bunched at his forearms. Her hands explored his chest and stomach with the same languid strokes, reciprocating the way he’d caressed her. Their lips never unlocked for more than a few seconds except to take in air.
Desperation, a ravenous need to be fulfilled inched its way down to her womb. She pulled away and unbuckled his belt, pushing it aside while she maneuvered his zipper. Dove dropped to her knees and when she unleashed his manhood from its confinement she gasped at her discovery. His shaft hung solidly for her to inspect. Thick and rigid, simply beautiful with its elegant appearance. So smooth and ready to be taken fully into her mouth.
She closed her eyes when he touched her hair. This could only be considered as erotic, an expression she considered greater than sex alone because she was in control. When he ran his hand through her curls, across her skin, her body tingled and her senses were heightened from the motion. She indulged in the repetitive stokes and desire triumphed over her own pleasures.
She wrapped her hand around his cock, barely able to close around its width. Dove looked up at him and smiled at a thought. The myth was truly shattered tonight and she held the proof in her palms.
Niko looked down at her, unleashing a moan when she covered his rock-hard cock with her mouth. Dove wasn’t afraid to taste every sweet inch of him if she could. Her mouth worked in rhythm with her hands as she sucked and licked. Running her tongue across the head of his manhood before continuing the rhythmic movements.
He increased the pressure of his hand on her head, guiding her during her ministrations and she soon found ways to please him. She could hear the increased breathing; feel his reactions whenever he enjoyed something she did particularly well.
Dove discerned how powerful she was in this position. She controlled his pleasures and relished in the ability to make him feel good. She wanted him to remember tonight because she knew tomorrow would be the last time she would ever see him again. She would make sure of it.
This night was as much for her as it was for Niko. Even with the intoxicating effects of the wine, she had never been this uninhibited. She was both free and alive. Dove could be whatever she wanted to be without caring about the consequences.
She was consumed with the need to abandon the shield around her heart, to give him a glimpse into her world. This could be a grave mistake yet one she was willing to risk. She didn’t want to dismiss the link between them. Deep down she truly believed this was meant to be.
Dove was meant to give herself over to him.
Just for one night.
Jax Cassidy followed her dreams to Paris, then Hollywood to pursue a film career but managed to fall in love with penning sexy romances and happy endings–finding Mr. Right was just an added bonus. She writes contemporary and paranormal romances and is Co-Founder of Romance Divas, an award winning writer’s website and discussion forum. Jax is also known as one-half of the retired writing team of Cassidy Kent.
Jax Cassidy is represented by Roberta Brown, Brown Literary Agency.