I’ve had a great response to Voluptuous, my new release from Ellora’s Cave, part of their Curve Appeal series. Readers have been thanking me for giving them a plus-sized heroine they can root for. I’m as guilty as most romance writers in making the majority of my heroines slender. And I’m not going to stop because, you know, some of my heroines are going to be long and lean, or short and athletic. But I think a few more are going to be curvy and round and zaftig and voluptuous.
Here’s a little excerpt from Voluptuous from our hero, Sam’s, point of view:
“I’m up for pretty much anything, sweetheart. But I won’t let you talk down about yourself. You deserve a spanking.” He pushed the coffee table out of the way and sat down on the center of the sofa, then gestured her over. “Come here.”
Meredith hesitated, caught her bottom lip between her teeth. She still wore the lacy bra and panties and he was looking forward to stripping them from her body. But that could wait. He’d never seen a woman as sexy as Meredith was at this moment. Her shiny golden hair shimmered around her shoulders. Her magnificent breasts were pushed up by the lacy bra and he liked to think they were an offering just for him. The matching panties hugged her lush hips and hid the treasures between her legs. And the ass that would soon turn red beneath his hand.
“Now, Meredith.” He reached out to her and she met his gaze. Hers was a little nervous but he was sure he saw arousal there too. She took his hand and let him draw her over to him. He pulled her down. Her knees hit the cushion beside him but she didn’t immediately sprawl over his lap.
“I don’t know,” she murmured.
He cuffed one of her wrists with his fingers. “You’ve been a bad girl. You did what I expressly told you not to do. Don’t you think that deserves a punishment?”
Her eyes were wide, bright. Her breathing became faster, shallower. Her lips quivered but she nodded slowly. “Yes sir.”
His cock jerked at his kinky girl’s breathy agreement. He wanted to grin but he frowned instead. “Then don’t make this more difficult than it has to be.”
She grimaced. “Next I suppose you’re going to tell me this is going to hurt you more than it will me.”
He chuckled darkly. “Oh no, sweetheart. I’m going to enjoy it.” He yanked and she fell over his lap.
Meredith’s soft cry of surprise fueled his arousal even more. She struggled weakly but he realized she was really squirming to get into position. She flung her arms above her head and dropped her face to the cushion. Her ass was poised perfectly, tempting, teasing.
Sam swept his hand over her panty-covered ass, caressing her, learning the curves. “This is a beautiful bottom,” he said. He slid his hand between her thighs. The silky center was wet and hot, just as he knew it would be. With both hands, he slipped his fingers beneath the waistband at each side of her body. Slowly lifting, he bared her pale flesh as he drew the scrap of lace over her ass. She whimpered but he ignored the sound. He left the fabric just below her cheeks, so the lace would tickle and torment her pussy with every slap and twitch.
She squirmed then and he held her down with one hand on her back, while stroking the soft bare cheeks with the other. Her ass was perfect for spanking, wide and firm and so pale. He could already picture the luscious flesh turning red and hot under his hand. Her stomach rubbed against his already throbbing erection and he bit back a moan.
“This is a beautiful bottom,” he repeated, letting his voice become deeper, darker. He slapped one cheek and then the other. Not too hard. Not yet. She gasped but didn’t move. “I don’t want you to say anything bad about it.” He slapped her again. And again. Harder. Faster.
She cried out now with each new strike, the sound an erotic mixture of pained yelps and aroused moans. He began to vary the delivery, some quick and sharp, others slow and heavy. It wouldn’t do for her to be able to anticipate the next blow too easily.
Sam loved the way her pale skin quickly turned pink. How could she not understand how beautiful she was? “You are not to say anything bad about your body,” he growled. “Do you understand?”
She whimpered again, nodded, her face buried in the cushion.
He stopped for a moment, let his stinging palm rest heavily on her warm flesh. Meredith’s short panting breaths were nearly as loud as her cries had been. He slid his fingers down to where the edge of her panties rubbed her pussy. The fabric was drenched with her fragrant moisture.
He slipped a couple fingers beneath the lace and teased the slick flesh there. When she began to wriggle, her stomach ground against his aching cock and he didn’t know how long he’d be able to keep this up.
Had she learned her lesson yet?
“This is a beautiful bottom,” he repeated. If she heard it enough times, maybe she’d believe it. He continued to spank her, the sharp sounds ringing through the room. If he paused in his strikes, she pushed her ass up into his hand, arching her back and silently begging for more. He grinned and gave her more.
He realized his heavy breathing had become as loud as hers. His arousal every bit as strong. His palm was hot and red too.
“This is a beautiful bottom” he said again. He brushed back her golden hair so he could see her face. “I want you to say it.”
“What?” She looked over her shoulder at him and he could see her eyes were arousal-glazed. She was still panting, her pink lips parted.
He rubbed his hand over her ass. It was hot and red enough. No more spanking tonight. He hoped he’d gotten his point across. “Repeat after me, sweetheart. This is a beautiful bottom.”
She rolled her eyes at him and dropped her head back down onto the sofa.
Sam grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her head back up. “Say it, Meredith. This is a beautiful bottom.”
She swallowed, moistened her lips with a sweep of her tongue. “Okay. This is a beautiful bottom.”
One of the best things about writing a Rubenesque heroine is giving her a man who appreciates her curves. What do you think?
Voluptuous – available now
Her Royal Masquerade – coming Oct 2013
Playing for Real – coming Feb 4, 2014