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About the author:
Stacey Komosinski grew up in a small Pennsylvania town strongly influenced by her mother's passion for reading. She read her first romance novel in her early twenties and hasn't stopped.
Stacey writes slow burn, small town contemporary romance. She calls her style of writing "SWEET HEAT" where the reader experiences the development of a romantic relationship built on mutual love and respect, culminating in a powerfully passionate love story.
Stacey holds a master’s degree in molecular biology and is employed as a supply chain product leader in the pharmaceutical industry.
She makes the Lehigh Valley in Pennsylvania her home with her husband, Teddy, and two daughters, Madeline and Anna.
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What inspired you to write your book?
I grew up influenced by my mom's love of historical romance. I started reading romance in my 20s and haven't stopped!
Here is a short sample from the book:
She knelt between his legs while continuing to stroke him. “And what if I do this?” Gaby touched her tongue to his hard erection. She circled the tip and took him into her mouth slowly.
He let out a deep growl. “Gabriella.” His hands flew to her head.
She moved her mouth over him several times then paused. “Did you like that?”
He managed to say “very much” in between shuddering breaths.
Gaby moved to straddle his hips and directed him to slide inside her. Having trouble keeping her own breathing regular, she asked shakily, “And how do you feel about this?”
His hands reached for her hips. She took his hands into hers and laid on top of him, taking his arms over his head. Her hips began to shift against him. She whispered in his ear. “You didn’t answer me…”
Through gritted teeth, he ground out, “I love it.”
Gaby’s insides started to ache. Slightly hovering above him, she slid her body along the length of his. Tingles shot through her as her nipples brushed against his chest. Her mouth found his, and she pushed her tongue between his lips, feverishly licking and flicking his tongue.