When you read sex scenes in a book—whether they’re erotic romances, ménage, BDSM, etc.—do you automatically assume the author has firsthand experience of what they’re writing?
I used to. Some authors write BDSM so well, I’m convinced they’re in the lifestyle. But they could fool me easily since I’ve never participated in that type of relationship.
When it comes to sex, I don’t always write from firsthand experience. Almost all of us can relate to the basic aspects of straightforward lovemaking. It’s when the kinkiness gets thrown in that I begin to wonder about an author’s experience—not that I spend much time pondering this theory. 😉 There are things in my book Taboo Kisses that I’ve not participated in personally. I’ve never been involved in a threesome, but I’ve seen enough ménage porns that I can write it realistically. At least I think I can!
I write fantasies for readers. I also read to escape reality. It’s easy to push the boundaries when you know the scene isn’t real. Living in the moment through the characters is fun, and is equally fun to write. Sometimes just thinking up and writing something as kinky as I can think-up is challenge enough.
Is it disillusioning to discover that some of the sexy stuff I write are nothing more than pure fantasy? Would I participate in some of the kink in Taboo Kisses? Hell yes! Other aspects of it are very doubtful.
So what do you think, do you believe most authors write from experience or, like me, they throw in a little imagination with the reality?
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WARNING: This book is for readers 18 and over, contains explicit sexual content, including, but not limited to, m/m, m/f/m, double penetration, anal play, sex-toy play, sex-fruit play, shifter sex, voyeurism, forced seduction, and anything else I might’ve forgotten to list!
Taboo Kisses…where desires and inhibitions collide.
Dispatched to the mortal realm from Atlantis to seek the source of a brewing rebellion, Sameya is thrown for a tailspin when she discovers her fated mates. As a siren her songs entice mankind and immortals alike to their death. She’s stunned to be seduced by a taboo union with a tiger-shifter and vampyr. Mating the pair could complicate everything and threaten her freedom. Fueled by her duty to Atlantis, Sameya rejects fate’s wisdom and refutes her attraction to the men.
Taboo Kisses…when the forbidden becomes irresistible.
Gabriel and Maximus have been searching for their mate for centuries. Neither expected the siren they were hired to find would deliver more than a lucrative payday. Frustrated by Sameya’s aversion to their mating, the men anticipate an empty future if she refuses to complete their union. In a rash move Maximus seizes Sameya and holds her captive.
Taboo Kisses…when the siren is serenaded with temptation.
Trapped and at their mercy, Sameya is bombarded with pleasure. Can her mates convince her to take a gamble on their taboo union? With danger lurking in the shadows, will the choice be taken from her?
Taboo Kisses Excerpt:
Maximus captured her hips and tugged. Feeling as gooey as melted butter, she slid off the table and straight into the vampyr’s arms. His cock impaled her so deep they were pelvis to pelvis in a second. Sameya cried out at the rapid penetration. Maximus groaned.
The exquisite bliss of having him inside her turned her world foggy and she struggled to pull herself back from the chasm of carnality. But the effort was useless.
Gooseflesh scattered across her body as Gabriel yanked the T-shirt over her head. The tiger palmed the back of her head and cupped her chin with his other hand. He kissed her, thrusting his tongue into her mouth.
“I’ll be right back,” he said against her lips and then released her. She collapsed against Maximus, praying he’d begin to thrust forthwith. Praying he’d give her one of those dreaded orgasms very, very soon.
No such luck. He tangled his hand in her hair and drew her head back so he could examine her. “Tell me what you want, Sameya.”
“Let me come.” That request should’ve horrified her, but being exposed in their presence felt natural.
“I don’t think so.” He licked a nipple and rolled it between his teeth.
Sameya grabbed a handful of his chocolate hair and yanked on the strands. His eyes flashed green and a slow playful grin tilted the corners of his mouth. “Maximus! No more dawdling. Please, no more.”
“This what you want, naleah?” He slid his hand between their bodies and placed the pad of his thumb against her clit. He circled the sensitive nub in soft strokes.
“Yes,” she breathed, allowing her head to fall back. That was exactly what she needed. A little faster maybe, that would get her what she wanted quicker.
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