It’s been twelve years since I wrote (and sold!) my first erotic romance. A Quickie (15K) for Ellora’s Cave. It’s the story that started me off on this career. It is still one of my favorite stories and every Valentine’s Day I pull it up, read it and smile. what is it? CUPID’S SHAFT, which is being featured during this party. I want to give you a tiny little taste of it.
“You’re damn good, Riley Malone.”
He caressed her cheek and brushed the strands of hair from her damp forehead. “You make it easy to be good, Jessie Rawlins. I want to do lustful things with you that haven’t even been thought of yet.” He leaned back against the pillows, poured more wine then pulled her against him, cradling her with his arm. “You know, I don’t think I remember the last time I enjoyed a Valentine’s Day this much.”
“Surely you have plenty of women to celebrate with. In case you haven’t noticed, you’re a damn fine looking man.”
“Why, than you, ma’am. And you’re a damn fine looking woman.” He kissed the top of her head.
She swatted at his chest. “You didn’t answer my question.”
“About other women? Think about it, Jessie. If I had one that really interested me, would I be driving around Maine in a snow storm and lying here fucking your brains out?”
Not quite the answer she wanted, but it would do for the moment.