Love Lust & Other Drugs

What had begun innocently enough was now an addition. An intimate cry for attention.

A text, a complementary, a smile. It didn’t mean anything, and yet it meant everything.

The thrill, heart pounding sending blood pounding causing skin to flush.

He’s a temptation his kiss like a rush of cocaine through her body, and like a junkie she craves his touch.

His mouth on her lip. His hands on her skin. She is empty without him. He is an itch she can’t scratch.

He burrows into her and she wallows in him. He is the one thing she can’t cut out of her no matter how hard she tries.

He is poison, a deep stain spreading across her skin yet she still swallows him down she loves the taste of sin.

Taboo a Social Construct

body-1174536_1920Is it something that makes you uncomfortable? The thought of someone seeing you naked. The thought of two men sharing an intimate embrace? Is it something considered wrong or dirty by society?

Maybe it’s something that invokes a thrill. Something that feels naughty or dark. Something you can’t look away from. It could be putting on a show for a lover not knowing if strangers are watching. Maybe you’re the voyeur watching the woman slowly taking off her clothes to entice her lover. sensual-1341605_1280Over time though things that were once considered taboo change. Is it only by exposure that these things become more acceptable?

It may be taboo, but  it’s OK to fantasize about a stranger while your lover takes you. It’s OK to want to be bound helpless and unable to move forced to submit to someone more powerful than you.

Many people feel repressed and unable to accept how they really feel maybe they just want to be told It’s OK to want to walk the edge of what’s socially acceptable, to dip your toes in and test the waters.

Life is too short for bad sex

Yet it is reported that somewhere between 70 and 80% of women fake orgasm. This has got to be the one case where fake it til you make it just doesn’t cut it. So why do we do it? Is it a sense of loyalty to our lovers that makes us throw back our heads and belt out the best Meg Ryan When Harry Met Sally impression that we can? Is it that we’ve seen one too many skin flicks and so that’s what sex boils down to? Or is it simply that we’re just not that into at the time and sometimes its easier to get it over with than deal with the disappointment of turning down sex?

Who knows it could be any of these reasons. It could be all of them, and many other but why do we do it? In a world that spends billions of dollars on men getting and or keeping an erection why in the world would a woman fake it?


17He buckled the collar around her neck. The thick leather sliding into place against her throat felt like coming home after a long journey. The snaps on the bindings holding her wrists were next. Her breath caught and held as he drew her hands above her head securing them to the headboard.

She gave the experimental tug – she always did. It didn’t matter that she knew the bindings wouldn’t budge. Now it was only her words that would set her free. She clamped her lips tight unwilling to utter the words that would grant her escape. She caught his eye he wouldn’t blindfold her preferring instead that she was aware of his every reaction. It made her arousal sharper and shifted on the bed suddenly uncomfortable.

He didn’t say a word but his stare pinned her in place. It was a game they would play she loved him stoic, strong and silent. He loved her quivering all her barriers broken down until she was free. Free to love him free to feel. It  was a test, a battle of wills to see who would win first – and oh how she loved the game.

“Are you ready?”

She knew if she wasn’t he’d wait but she was more than ready. She licked her lips prepared to answer and thrilled at the heat that flared in his gaze. The game was on.

If it was easy everyone would do it.

woman-564475_640This can be said about a number of things not the least of which is writing, and as I sit at my computer trying to write believable, living, breathing characters truer words have never been spoken.

You could argue that it’s just Romance, just Erotica with little substance and should therefore be easy As I delve into my character and why she likes the things she likes and what makes her tick I can tell you it’s anything but easy.

How does my hero order my heroine to her knees to suck his cock without him seeming like a domineering asshole? It doesn’t matter that she wants to be there just as much as he wants her there.

Can I give them an authentic BDSM relationship even though I don’t want their play to leave lasting marks on my heroine? Can I show how strong she is and how willing she is go pursue what she wants? Will people understand that in the end it’s her submission that sets her free and gives her strength?

I don’t know but I’m glad it’s a long weekend and I’ll have the chance to find out.I can’t wait to capture more of this story as it unfolds.

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Love vs. Lust…Emotion vs Sex

body-143798_640In writing it can be a hard choice to make and the words an author uses can make all the difference. I write romance, yes it’s erotic with plenty of naughty bits, but at its core it’s still romance. It’s the happily ever after that drives me. It the journey that my characters take me on.

I strive for my characters to be as real as possible with authentic emotions. I want readers to feel their joy and heartbreak. I want them to feel the thrill of the chase and the characters confusion as they struggle to work through their issues.

If I’m doing my job properly then as a reader you tear up with them, and feel the throb of their desire as if it’s your own.

What drives the story forward then? What keeps us on the edge of our seats squirming in anticipation? What keeps those pages turning hour after hour?

Is it the way that a sexual encounter is described in finite detail? Or is it the emotional journey the gritty details in watching someone be torn down as they realize unknown things about themselves.

I actually hope it’s both. I hope that the image painted with my words is provocative enough to make you squirm while the emotion of the story leaves you warm and satisfied.