This week we have the fabulous Doris OConnor with us.
How long have you been writing?
A. I've always spun stories in my head from as long as I can remember. I wrote lots of stories and started a few novels when I was a teenager, but never finished it. As an adult life got in the way, but I always thought one day I would write a novel. Then a friend entered the New Voices Competition 2010 and I decided to enter too. I haven't stopped writing since J
What made you pick writing erotic?
A. It picked me! LOL Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought I would be an Erotic writer. Sex scenes filled me with dread and my first few attempts were quite abysmal when I look back at them now. However, even in that first ms I couldn't keep my characters from jumping each other. The more I wrote the hotter those scenes became. Nowadays I positively enjoy writing them.
Are you the kind of author who needs a certain drink or snack near by when writing? If so what is it?
How has your life changed since becoming published?
A. I can't say my everyday life has changed that much. It is still governed by school runs, mountains of laundry, children and teenage traumas and yet more laundry. The only difference is that every spare minute is taken up with writing the next story and the never ending job of promo.
What can you tell me about your newest release?
A. Too Hot To Handle is the first book in a trilogy about the Giovanni, three drop dead gorgeous cousins from a very tight knit Italian family, which has its fair shares of secrets and drama. Too Hot To Handle is the story of Alex and Kitty, who have a passion filled night in Amsterdam, that sets a string of events in motion that changes their lives forever. I didn't set out to write a series, but I fell in love with the Giovanni family when I was writing this, so you never know, if readers like them as much as I do, there may be more stories.
Blurb: When firefighter Alex Giovanni returns to his old neighbourhood to fulfill family obligations, he is reunited with the woman inhabiting his dreams. The sexy siren ran out on him after one explosive night many years ago. Hiding behind her sensible clothes she portrays the perfect image of Miss Prim and Proper and Alex vows to unlock the passionate woman he remembers. Mixing business with pleasure has never been so much fun.
Kitty Jenkins’ orderly life gets turned upside down when Alex walks into her school. Their passion filled night four years ago has left her with a secret that threatens to tear them apart. Giving into Alex is out of the question, regardless of how much her body craves his touch.
When secrets spill and disaster strikes, can their passion turn into love?
Too Hot To Handle releases Jan 12
“Damn, Kitty, what difference does it make? This isn’t about my mother; this is between you and me, and there are so many better ways we could fill our time with right now.”
Like have you naked in my arms, screaming my name. Alex grimaced. Her eyes, which had moments before been full of sensual awareness, turned to green steel.
“Please, Kitty, I’m dying here.”
Kitty’s gaze dropped down to his all too obvious arousal, and he saw her swallow once before she hastily brought her gaze back up to his face.
“That’s really not my problem, Alex; it’s all yours. And you will have to take many a cold shower until you tell me what’s going on!”
“Oh will I?”
Damn you, Kitty, enough is enough. He crossed the distance between them in one long stride, pulled her flush against his body, and his mouth came down hard on her lips. Her shocked gasp gave him entry, and his tongue sought hers. He groaned when Kitty came alive in his arms. Their tongues twining together, he ground his hips into hers and marched her toward the nearest wall. Hell yes. This was what they needed. He was done with talking and analyzing and treading softly. He wanted her with a need so fierce it completely consumed him. Kitty’s hands clung onto his shoulders, her sighs echoing in his ears as his hand pulled her skirt up, and he found her slick folds.
“You’re so wet already.” His voice shook as his cock strained against his flies, and he slid two fingers into her pussy. Her walls contracted around them. “Jeez, Kitty, I need to be in you right now.”
”Mmm, what are you waiting for?” Kitty’s breathless reply shot straight to his cock, her feline eyes almost black with need as she fumbled with his zipper.
Kitty’s hands wrapped around his eager cock, and he sucked in his breath when she took the initiative and rolled the condom on him with firm strokes. His balls grew heavy, and he ground his teeth together with the effort it took to not spill there and then like an inexperienced teenager. He spun her around so that she faced the settee and used his thigh to spread her legs. His fingers pushed in deep, and his thumb found her clitoris. Kitty moaned, and a fresh wave of her cream coated his fingers.
“Bend forward for me, and grab the sofa.” She complied immediately and then tensed when he used one finger, slick with her juices to circle her anus.
“Alex, I’m not sure.”
He kissed her shoulder, whilst rubbing his cock along her slit repeatedly until her moans grew more urgent again. She grabbed the back of the settee and locked her arms, and their gazes fused when she looked at him over her shoulder. Her face flushed, her breathing as erratic as his, her eyes widened when he spread her ass cheeks and aligned his cock against the tight ring of muscle.
“Relax, baby, let me in.”
She took a deep breath as he pushed against her entrance, and he froze when Kitty winced. One hand on her hip he held himself perfectly still, giving her body a chance to adjust. He slid his other hand to her clit and circled the bud slowly, causing Kitty to relax, and he felt the muscles give as he slid past the ring and drove himself into her tight heat with a deep growl of satisfaction until he was seated to the hilt. Her throaty moans of pleasure edged him on, and every stroke into her tight ass tested his control. When she pushed back against him, matching his pace, he lost what little restraint he had left, pounding into her ass, his balls slapping against her pussy with every thrust. Her cries joined his grunts of pleasure, the pressure building for both of them until his own powerful climax robbed him of any coherent thought, barely aware of Kitty screaming his name, as her body, too, flew into ecstasy.
Once his heart rate slowed down enough for him to catch his breath, he became aware of Kitty shifting in his arms. His own muscles screamed at him, and his now softened cock slipped out of her ass. He gently turned her around, until she rested on the back of the sofa. A wash of affection welled up in him seeing Kitty try to tuck her skirt down. Her cheeks flamed when she caught sight of her ruined knickers, which he had torn and carelessly tossed on the floor earlier. He owed her a few of those now. He disposed of the condom, aware of her wary gaze resting on him, her arms once again wrapped around her middle, her teeth worrying her bottom lip.
“We must stop doing this.”
“Oh I agree that we really ought to try a bed for once.”
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