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We Shouldn't And Yet... by Stephanie Witter

Tuesday, June 7, 2016 0 comments

Title: We Shouldn't And Yet...
Author: Stephanie Witter
Category/Genre: Erotic Romance
Standalone novel
Cover Designer: Stephanie Witter
Release Date: June 7

What happens when you’re attracted to the wrong person?

I didn't expect to feel so drawn to my best friend’s father when I first meet him. It’s unexplainable and most of all, it’s unexpected. He drinks too much, is rough around the edges, and is so obviously into casual sex and nothing more, but there’s just something about him that calls out to me.  I’ve thought my heart was battered beyond repair, but maybe I have been wrong. 
"There was something so sexual, so carnal, so intense in the way Jensen looked at me.’’ 
She is my son’s best friend and I know he wants more, but I can't help it. Whenever she is around or her name is mentioned I’m turned on. I’m not used to denying myself to feeling so strongly for a woman so young, but she gets me. I can’t do a damn thing to stop these feelings.  No amount of alcohol helps. I didn’t think it could be possible to feel so drawn to a woman, but it looks like I have been dead wrong. 
"I want her to want me just as madly as I do her.’’ 
They shouldn’t and yet… They can’t resist each other.
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“I’m the worst fucker, right? I’m going after the girl my son has feelings for. I actually fucked the girl he’s after. Tell me I’m not bad news now.’’
I cringe, but even then I don’t feel it. I’m supposed to be angry on Hal’s behalf, to be disgusted that a man could go behind his son’s back like this, but I’m not. I want to forget everything and Jensen can do it. I want to be wanted, so wanted that all control has gone out the window and I’ve only known this with Jensen. It’s only Jensen always on my mind, even more than Yann these days. It’s Jensen I crave in a way I’m still unfamiliar with. 
“I’m just as bad, then. I only found out today and I still want you.’’
He stops breathing before he lets out a long relieved sigh. “You don't want to be with him?’’
I shake my head. “Not at all.’’
He comes back to me and forces me to walk backward as he takes a hold of both my hands and locks my wrists behind my back. He’s crowding me and I’m letting him lead. “Do you have any idea how crazy you make me?’’ He backs me against his bike, my ass pushing against the slick machine as he tugs on my wrists behind my back until I lower my back slightly. “Do you know how dangerous it is for me to feel this way? I’m losing it with you, beautiful. I’m lost on the very edge of the cliff now and at any time I’m going to fucking jump. You better be ready to jump with me and fall,’’ he growls out before he releases my wrists to grab my hips and bring me on the bike, my legs wide open, my back to the handle bars. He throws his long leg over the saddle and faces me before he grabs me again and sits me over him until I feel his thick erection against the apex of my thighs, pushing against my aching core.
I lose all train of thought. I can’t process his words, the way his eyes seem desperate for me. All that’s on my mind is the way his hands feel on me, the way he’s already so hard, so ready for me. All I want is him inside me. Now. On his bike.
“Jensen,’’ I say in a sigh as we lock our mouths in a deep kiss that shakes me whole.
I grip his head, my fingers weaving through his short hair as his tongue battles with mine in a delicious war that sends my blood into overdrive. I move against him, pushing just enough to feel his cock rub over my clit through our jeans. 
“I want to hear you scream my name until you’re hoarse, beautiful, and you’re going to,’’ he says in my mouth as he unzips my jacket and takes it off me, sending it to the dirty ground full of dead leaves, dry sticks of wood, grass, and moss.
About the Author:
Stephanie Witter is a dreamer. She started learning English at three, and fell in love with the language. Always with a book, or two close by, she can't spend a day without reading (or writing).
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Q&A with Linda Grimes

Monday, May 30, 2016 0 comments

Q&A for Linda Grimes

·      Which books are currently in your to-read pile?

Tolstoy’s War and Peace, James Joyce’s Ulysses, and Pat the Bunny. I have to admit, I don’t have high hopes about getting through those first two.
Seriously, there are too many to mention. Mostly on my Kindle, thank goodness, because otherwise I’d have piles toppling over everywhere. The only drawback to writing is that it cuts into my leisure time. Reading has become a guilty pleasure, heavy on the guilt. I can barely start to read something new before my inner nag starts yelling at me to go work on my own darn books.

·      What's the first book you remember reading?

The first book I read all by myself was Lilibet: Circus Child, by Anna and Astrid Lindgren, a gift from my Swedish aunts when I was very young. I still remember how proud I was when I first read it aloud to my parents. It’s about a little girl whose family works in a circus (but possibly you already gathered that from the title). Oh, how I wanted to be that girl! I think that’s when I first learned the joys of experiencing life vicariously.
·      What's your favorite thing about being a writer?

Well, you can’t beat the commute. Thirty seconds down the stairs and I’m ready to go. Heck, I don’t even have to change out of my PJs if I don’t feel like it. Oh, and then there’s the creative fulfillment aspect. And getting to play God in my own little universe. That’s fun, too.

·      Who are your literary heroes?

Jamie Fraser, from Diana Gabaldon’s Outlander series (because who doesn’t adore a strong, honorable man in a kilt?); Atticus Finch, from Harper Lee’s To Kill a Mockingbird (because he’s a fantastic father as well as a wise and honorable man); and Winnie-the-Pooh, from the A.A. Milne classic (because there’s a lot to be said for cuddly anthropomorphized bears who know the importance of friendship).

·      What's your favorite method of procrastination?

Research. I can get totally lost on the internet, looking up things I “need” to know for whatever book I’m writing at the time. One click leads to another, and another, and before I know it I’m chasing fascinating trivia down internet rabbit holes. Best of all, I don’t even have to feel guilty about putting off my writing, because, technically, I might actually use any weird thing I find out in a book someday. (This is how the infamous manure-spreader scene wound up in In a Fix, as well as how the opening scene on the zero-g aircraft in All Fixed Up came about. I guess you could say procrastination inspires me.)

·      Do you have any writing rituals?

I spin myself around in a circle three times, rub my hands together, and belt out “Let the magic begin!” at the top of my lungs. (Not really. But wouldn’t that be a cool ritual?) What I actually do is make a cup of tea, do a few online word puzzles to wake my brain up (I like, and dive in wherever I left off the day before. But that’s kind of boring, so I might have to try the spinning thing.  
LINDA GRIMES is a former English teacher and ex-actress now channeling her love of words and drama into writing. She grew up in Texas and currently resides in northern Virginia with her husband.

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