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When not living the glamorous life of a romance author (i.e., chained to her computer), Samanthe keeps busy with the care and feeding of her extremely patient prince-charming of a husband, a not-so-patient ball of energy known as their son, a furry ninja named Kitty, and Bebe, the trash talkin’ Chihuahua. Their love, support, and willingness to eat Pizza Hut three or more times a week enables Samanthe to pursue her literary dreams.
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Big THANK YOU to Jamie and Kati for having me at Romancing Rakes For The Love of Romance to discuss…ahem…sex. I mean…how to have sex. Er, in scenes. In books.
I’m not going to play coy with you. I love writing sexy scenes. If you’ve read Private Practice, my debut release from Entangled’s super-sexy Brazen line, you probably figured that out by, like, chapter two. When my heroine, Ellie, convinces my hero, Tyler, to give her lessons on how to drive a man to his knees, alert readers probably caught the tip that they were in for some sexytimes.
My biggest challenge, frankly, is getting into the mood. Well, that’s not even true. My biggest challenge is staying in the mood. Contrary to what you may picture when you envision a romance writer busy at work, I do not have my laptop perched on the back of a kneeling, half-naked Ashton Kutcher double, typing away while a jeans-clad Paul Walker look-alike fans me with a palm frond, and tanned stud resembling Taylor Lautner feeds me grapes.
I can’t speak for Gina L. Maxwell, Katee Robert, or Cari Quinn, but here’s how the magic happens at my house…
I’m at my computer. Earphones on, music flowing. I’m in the zone.
Tyler’s hands snuck under Ellie’s skirt and into the back of her panties. He hauled her up against him, and she quickly realized the only complaint she had was that she couldn’t get close enough. Animal instinct kicked in and she—
“Mommy, I neeeeeeed you!” (This would be my four year old calling me).
“Ask Daddy!” ...instinct kicked in and she—
“Daddy’s outside. Mommmmmy, I’m done with the potty!”
Hit save. Head to bathroom. You get the picture. It’s okay. I’ll be home free in a couple hours when Hubs and the little guy head to the park for “man time.”
Two hours later, back at my computer…
Animal instinct kicked in and she climbed up his big, solid frame. Arms locked around his neck, legs wrapped around his waist, she—
Knock. Knock. Knock at the front door. Bebe the killer Chihuahua goes berserk. Concentration evaporates. Hit save. Answer door. Stare at two adorable little girls in green uniforms.
“Hi Ma’am. We’re with Girl Scout Troop 114. Would you like to buy some cookies?”
When did I become a Ma’am? “Um, we’re trying not to eat sugar, but…”
Ten minutes later, back at the computer…damn, those Do-Si-Dos are yummy, and when you dip them in chocolate and call them Tagalongs….double-damn! Okay, I’m all sugared up. Time for sex!
His tongue traced the edge of her panties, and delved beneath. She switched her grip from his shoulder to the top of his head, not sure if she meant to stop him or give him encouragement. He took it as encouragement, and sent his incredibly talented tongue on another pass.
“Tyler…” Was that whimper really her? “Y-you’ve got things backwards.”
Through half-closed eyes she saw him smile. His grip on her backside tightened. “Backwards, my ass. Sparky, prepare yourself for a—
“We’re baaaaack. The playground was a zoo. Oh, hey, are those Tagalongs?”
Hit save. Log out. Try again tomorrow.
Perseverance, my friends, is the art of writing a sex scene.
He’ll teach her how to bring a man to his knees…Get Your Own Copy: Kindle | Nook | Kobo | Books on Board
Dr. Ellie Swan has a plan: open her practice in tiny Bluelick, Kentucky, so she can keep an eye on her diabetic father, and make hometown golden-boy Roger Reynolds fall in love with her. But Ellie has a problem. Roger seeks a skilled, sexually adventurous partner, and bookish Ellie doesn’t qualify.
Tyler Longfoot only cares about three things: shaking his bad boy image, qualifying for the loan his company needs to rehab a piece of Bluelick’s history, and convincing Ellie to keep quiet about the “incident” that lands him on her doorstep at two a.m. with a bullet in his behind.
The adorable Dr. Swan drives a mean bargain, though. If sex-on-a-stick Tyler will teach Ellie how to bring a man to his knees, she’ll forget about the bullet. Armed with The Wild Woman’s Guide to Sex and Tyler’s lessons, Ellie is confident she can become what Roger needs…if she doesn’t fall for Tyler first.
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