Rose, Exposed – Heroines Who Like it Rough
Thank you for hosting me today. I’m excited to discuss heroines who like it rough and my recent release, Rose, Exposed, a multicultural historical erotic romance set in the 1930s.
This post is part of the official Rose, Exposed Blog Tour (3/26 – 4/09).
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The more books I write, the more organized I get with characterization, but I’ll always be somewhat of a seat-of-the-pantser. The book has to be an adventure with some unknowns for me to stay excited about it. My characters reveal their mannerisms and personalities to me along the way. One thing that came up pretty quickly when writing Rose, Exposed was Rose’s liking for rough love. How could such a young, innocent woman with a sheltered upbringing like rough, scraped-against-a-brick-wall sex? Readers, I will leave you to discover the reason along with the hero.
Although baffled by it at first, Leroy doesn’t mind a bit. In the prequel, Plucking the Pearl, he’s a quiet young man who rows his family to the oyster plant every day by boat, but in my latest book, his new construction career has made him strong, impatient and hot. When it comes to satisfying Rose’s deepest desires, he’s the perfect man for the job. Unfortunately, Rose also needs more freedom than this alpha man is willing to give.
A woman who likes rough love play today, at least in her fantasies, is not so unusual. The popularity of erotic BDSM romances is growing off the charts. Although a quick Google search informed me BDSM has a long, colorful history, even vanilla sex wasn’t talked about much in mainstream, polite society during the 1930s. This makes historical women who like it rough especially exciting to read about. Imagine how hard it was for them to admit their desires to themselves, much less find acceptable ways to fulfill them.
Why is roughness alluring, anyway? It’s unpredictable and exciting, and a little adrenaline fuels sexual desire. Physically, women’s bodies are usually soft while men’s are hard, and opposites attract. As I learned at the BDSM demonstration during the Sassy Seven Author’s Naughty Sleepover Celebration in San Antonio last month, BDSM produces powerful endorphins in the brain that cross the wires between pain and pleasure. Today’s readers often have predictable, monotonous lives and enjoy reading about the rough and the unpredictable.
Since I like writing about alpha males, beginning with my first Ellora’s Cave release, Cicada, I will probably create more heroines who like it rough.
Publisher: Ellora’s Cave Publishing
Release Date: 27 March 2013
eBook ISBN #: 978-14199-4520
5Buy eBook: http://www.ellorascave.com/rose-exposed.html
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Video/trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4bT9x9-Hlhw&feature=youtu.be (I love creating trailers for all my books!)
When Leroy Johnson gets promoted at the new oyster plant on Pearl Point, all he cares about is working hard. When he meets the flirtatious artist Rose Wainwright, however, nothing matters except getting her to the altar and into bed. Healing from a recent loss, he’s not about to let her go too.
Because Rose’s strict, social-climbing father doesn’t approve of dark-skinned Leroy, they court in secret anyplace they can find. Although Leroy’s raw passion can convince her to do almost anything, why can’t he understand she needs freedom, not marriage?
Her father wants her to be white, but Leroy wants her to be black. Playing both sides of the fence leaves this young biracial beauty exposed in more ways than one.
Rose, Exposed – Copyright © AFTON LOCKE, 2013 – All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.
“You’re so…dark,” she exclaimed. Instead of the disdain he expected, he heard fascination.
Come on, lady. Don’t tell me you’ve never seen a colored man before.
“Yes, I’m dark,” he agreed as he politely removed her hand, “which is why it’s not a good idea for us to sit alone together in this car. Someone might come along and jump to the wrong conclusion.”
A conclusion that could get him beat up or worse with the Klan close by on Oyster Island.
But before he could stop her, she clasped both sides of his face and pressed her sweet mouth to his. Aw, hell. A man only had so much self-control, and she’d just shattered his. Unable to stop himself, he plundered her delicate mouth. Her lips reminded him of rose petals, and he sucked the sweetness out of them as if he were a bee. The more he tasted, the more he wanted.
She opened, giving him access to her even sweeter tongue. His penis strained, hard and now wet, against his undershorts. Hell, even his balls must be twice their normal size. Taking a big breath, he pulled away from her.
“We can’t do this. You’re white.”
She looked down at her upturned palms. “Then I really do look white?”
Leroy frowned. “Aren’t you?”
For the first time, her smile disappeared, making him shiver in his wet clothes. “The truth is, I don’t know what I am. I suppose that’s why I took this foolish drive.”
She must be biracial then, he realized, and not forbidden after all. The thought made him want to dance on the hood of the car. She still looked white, though. If he didn’t have the time to court a girl his own color, he sure didn’t have any for a complicated one like this.
“Kiss me again,” she demanded.
Without waiting for him to answer, she locked her hot, damp mouth on his again and tugged hard on his shoulders. Before he knew it, he was on top of her on the front seat. He wished her dress weren’t so thin when two round breasts pushed against his chest and long, slender legs shifted restlessly under his. Dizzy with the scent of rain and her, he froze.
At that moment, nothing mattered except finding out if her cunt was as sweet and yielding as her mouth. He didn’t care if the entire Klan showed up, knocked on the window and caught him thrusting between her legs on this slippery leather seat. It had been too damn long since he’d had a woman. He needed to stop this while he still could.
“Do you know what you’re asking for?” Lust had turned his voice into a husky croak.
She laughed and touched his face again. “I don’t know. What am I asking for?”
This girl was crazier than he’d first thought. What if someone less honorable than himself had stopped instead? She could’ve been raped.
“A whole lot of trouble.” He sat up. “Look, this is not the time or the place. Now let’s get you home.”
The sooner he could be rid of her—before she derailed him from his job, family, and everything else that mattered—the better.
WIPs Coming Soon
Rose, Exposed is the sequel to Plucking the Pearl, an interracial historical erotic romance.
I have two more books planned for the Oyster Harbor series. Next up for romance are Sadie and Henry.
In addition to interracial/multicultural historicals, I also plan to keep writing erotic contemporaries.
Can an older woman find love with a hot male stripper? My current WIP, Two Hours to Entice, will answer that question.
Where readers can find me
I will be attending EC’s RomantiCon Oct 10-13, 2013 in Canton, Ohio – http://ecromanticon.com/:
Don’t miss the book signing on Oct 13th.
I’m also hosting a Fabulous Fusion workshop with Koko Brown and Eve Vaughn to celebrate interracial erotic romance for EC’s Fusion line.
Web site: http://www.aftonlocke.com
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