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About the author:
Award winning Author of the Independent Press Award and NYC Big Book Award. A.L. Long is also the recipient of the National Indie Excellence Award.
My love for writing began several years ago after an early retirement from a demanding job that I loved, but also hated because it consumed so much of my time. Now, I am able to focus my time on what I love. Writing romance has been a life long dream and to actually say that I am a published author is beyond what I would have ever expected.
Even though some may say I have a little naughtiness in my books, I look at it as an added bonus for my readers. After all what is a romance book without a little spice.
When I am not writing, I enjoy spending time with friends either at home or out on the town. Mostly, I enjoy a relaxing night at home where I can enjoy a glass of wine in the company of a good book.
What inspired you to write your book?
My mom. She always said I had a great imagination.
Here is a short sample from the book:
Pulling her onto his lap, Rade deepened the kiss as he ran his fingers through her thick red locks. He couldn’t wait until the day when she was officially his. Unable to resist her, he tugged at the hem of her blouse, freeing it from her skirt. Shifting her body slightly, he began maneuvering his hand up the inside of her shirt to her abdomen until he reached her glorious mounds. Releasing her breasts from the lacy cup of her bra, he began caressing the taut peak. Aware that Richard was in the driver’s seat, Rade shielded his movements so that Richard was none the wiser as to what was taking place in the back seat.
Sending Dylan into flight, Rade pinched the hard bud. Dylan’s soft whimper said it all. Lowering his head, Rade whispered softly, “You need to be quiet, Sweetness; otherwise Richard will know what’s going on.”
Trying to tame her desire, Dylan placed her hand over her mouth. It wasn’t until Rade slipped his free hand beneath her skirt that she lost it. She knew that if he continued to rub her clit, she would be coming like a roar of thunder. “Rade, I can’t hold back,” Dylan moaned as quietly as she could.
Placing his mouth over hers, Rade muffled the scream that was going to escape Dylan’s mouth. Unable to hold back any longer, Dylan broke free and yelled, “Oh God!”
“Is everything okay back there?” Richard said, concerned.
Looking at each other, Dylan began to giggle as Rade said, “Everything is perfect.”
Rade worked to get Dylan’s clothing adjusted while she tried to compose herself. This was the first time she had made out in the back seat of a car knowing that someone else could hear what was going on. She never thought she would ever be that adventurous, but being with Rade, anything was possible.
Arriving at the penthouse with no other incidents, Rade and Dylan exited the SUV. It wasn’t until they reached the elevator that they continued where they left off. Rade had Dylan’s body up against the wall the minute the elevator door shut. Wrangling her hands through his hair, Dylan used what little strength she had left to pull Rade to her. They were all over each other as the car rose. Rade’s lips were on hers, thrusting his tongue between her swollen lips. When Dylan parted for him, he mingled his tongue with hers like there was no tomorrow. Grabbing her ass, he lifted her from the floor and guided his hand beneath her skirt. With one pull of her panties between his fingers, he had the delicate material completely off. Holding her body to the wall, Rade began unbuckling his belt with his free hand. When his cock was free from the barrier of his pants, he positioned it between Dylan’s slick folds and entered her channel with no mercy. She was so wet and ready for him that going slow wasn’t an option for him. He needed to be hard and rough with her. It was something that he had craved for a long time.
“I won’t be able to go slow, Sweetness,” Rade groaned.
“Take me however you need,” Dylan panted.