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About the author:
Some would call me a little naughty but I see myself as a writer of spicy thoughts. Being an erotic romance writer is something that I never imagined I would be doing. There is nothing more rewarding than to put your thoughts down and share them. I began writing three years ago and have enjoyed every minute of it. When I first began writing, I really wasn’t sure what I was going to write. It didn’t take me long to realize that romance would be my niche. I believe that every life deserves a little bit of romance, a little spice doesn’t hurt either. When I am not writing, I enjoy the company of good friends and relaxing with a delicious glass of red wine.
What inspired you to write your book?
I have always wanted to write, but my life took me in a different direction. When I finally called it quits after twenty years in the financial business, that was when I was able to follow my dreams to write. I have never looked back. I have been writing for four years and have enjoyed every minute of it.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Adhering to his demand, I slowly turned and placed my hands against the wet tile. I could feel his body press to mine. Feeling the softness of his lips on my shoulder, he stated, “This is how it will always be, Gabrielle.”
I had no doubt that what he said was the truth. It was how I wanted it to be too. Us together, just like this. No more was I going to deny myself the one thing that I needed. No more was I going to deny myself the right to be happy. When I felt the source of his masculinity, I could only think of one thing. “I am giving you my trust, Chavez. I’m giving you my heart. Please don’t destroy it.”
“Never, Gabrielle. I will never hurt you.” His words were thick with emotion, like he meant every word he said. Sliding his cock between my legs, he stopped at the entrance to my tight pucker, revealing his desire. “One day when I feel you are ready, this will be mine.”
My breath hitched as I felt a small smack on my ass, letting me know that he was in control of my pleasure and only he would be satisfying it. Feeling the tip of his cock at my entrance, I pushed my hips towards him, giving him what he wanted. When he pushed inside my channel, I could feel my entrance stretch to accommodate his size. My heart swelled with emotion as he began working his manhood inside me. I thought I was going to let go of all the torment I held on to for so long.
Biting my bottom lip to stifle my cry, I leaned my forehead against the cold tile and let him show me the pleasures that I had resisted for so long because I felt the need to protect my heart. With every thrust, Chavez was breaking down the walls that kept me secure from ever being hurt. Was I ready to let those walls crash, and was Chavez the only man I would allow to do that?
Pulling free from my body, I felt his hands take hold of my waist as he spun my body around. Before I could get my footing, my feet were off of the tile floor and wrapped around his waist while my back pressed against the tile wall. Bending his legs, once again he entered me, finding the one spot that would make me come undone. I was truly his and it was confirmed when I could no longer hold back my release. My juices coated his pulsating arousal and he too soared to an awesome, shuddering ecstasy.