My team and I are pleased to announce we’re now live! We are online with issue #1 . Our long term goal is an in print twice monthly format of CTM also. This month we have some interesting articles on parenting & families, sex & relationships, the writer’s life, fashion & beauty, health & well-being, bookish & author news and more! Each month we have a team focus called Conscious Thoughts, every one at CTM writes up their thoughts and response to some world event….. This month it’s the recent gender discrimination case at Google. Enjoy!
Here’s a bit about us:
Details: Conscious Talk Magazine will launch its first online edition in August 2017, (we aim to become a print version magazine also). Conscious Talk Magazine is a proud online multi-cultural and diverse global magazine, covering a range of topics. There is something for everyone. Readers will find interesting thought provoking articles, from health and wellbeing , fashion and beauty, bookish news and reviews, sex and relationships, men’s issues, finance, travel, international news, music, LGBT, film and entertainment to name just a few. We have a team of talented and diverse writers from all corners of the globe, and walks of life, here to entertain, support and empower our reader’s mind, body and soul. Conscious Talk Magazine is neutral and does not lean to one side politically, religiously or socially. Conscious Talk Magazine is published twice a month on the 15th and 30th of each month.
Readership Target: 25-50 years old, male and female, globally situated. Conscious intelligent readers not after Hollywood gossip!
It’s the 25th of the month! That means I have another author for you to meet. This month it’s erotica author Ms. Ava Sterling. Ava caught my eye last year, we started to follow each other’s author site. What made me take note of Ava is 1. her genre, I have so much respect for writers who can comfortably write a good sex scene. Erotica is my guilty pleasure when it comes to reading. 🙂 and I hate it when people call it “smut” it’s not. As a romance author myself I write the odd sex scene (okay I write a lot). I like to see how others create emotion and sensuality (which is more along the lines of how I go about writing). I also like to see how others create down right dirty red hot scenes! … Ava ‘s writing is red hot! 2. she is soooo damn productive as a writer. I remember liking one of Ava’s new release posts, then within a few days there was another one. I said to myself didn’t Ava just release one the other day?? Ms. Sterling knocks them out rapidly, I love it. I had the pleasure of reading a good few of Ava’s stories. The first time was while at the airport passing time in April.. I was sat in front of my mum, each time she raised her eyes to me from her newspaper I hid my smile and raised my tablet . :). I also got lucky one Saturday night, I decided not to write that night, I wanted to read and escape. In my inbox was one of Ava’s stories just waiting for me. I indulged again. Ava is very sexy, her scenes are hot, steamy and well written. I as a woman can relate to what I’ve read. Let’s get to know her style… Ms. Sterling over to you.
Hello nice to meet you! Tell us a bit about you where are you from and other than writing what else do you enjoy?
Thank you, Kim! It’s great to be on. I’m from the Midwest area of the United States. It’s fairly moderate when it comes to temperature and it can get a little humid in the summer. Other than writing, I enjoy running, watching movies, archery, and reading.
How did you start writing? What was your inspiration to create?
I started writing like a lot of people have, by just jotting down story ideas and wandering into it from there. I get asked a lot whether my stories are based off of my personal experiences, and sure, some of them are. I imagine it would be difficult for writer not to write about his or her personal experiences at least in some way.
Kim: *lifts her eyebrows* okay… hmm. Ya know I’ve never actually created a sex scene based on my own experience- consciously. Or have I??
What genre do you enjoy reading?
I try to read widely. Of course, I read the expected erotica and romance, but I also enjoy fantasy and even some science fiction.
Kim: I really respect paranormal and fantasy stuff, it takes a special kind of creativity to create a whole new world. I like paranormal romance too.
How did publishing your first book change your process of writing?
Oh gosh, everything. It’s an experience publishing your first book, and you never quite go about it the same way, for the better. Probably more accurately, my writing and publishing process changed quite a bit after the first dozen short stories, as it became more systematic and more of a natural process.
Kim: yes, agreed. The first one is like child birth, slow and painful in places.
What has been your most proud moment as an author?
My favorite moment as an author is receiving positive feedback about my stories. There’s just something about that moment when someone reaches out and says that they like what you created. It’s a natural high that fuels many authors.
Kim: nods her head * smiles*
Was there ever a time you wanted to pick up your laptop, and then launch it out the window with frustration?
It might be a boring answer, but not really. Although I do enjoy writing actual, believable plots into my short stories, because they aren’t long, I don’t have to concentrate much on intricate plot threads. I just focus on the characters and how they interact, and it seems to go pretty naturally from there.
Kim: I’m so jealous, NEVER Ava are you sure?? I’m happy for you that you’ve never experienced this. You have a very good point though,when I wrote A Stranger in France (90,000 words) I almost launched mine right out the kitchen window, a few times LOL.
Am I the only one who gets hung up on commas? Do they make you go blah! when you’re writing?
They used to trip me up a lot more than they do now. I used to be a prolific comma putter-inner. In other words, I would overuse commas. I’ve gotten better about it over time.
Kim: I’m trapped in between putter-inner and taker-outta. Blah!
What three tips would you give any aspiring writer?
These days, it seems to be about volume. Quality will always be important, but with so many self published authors cranking out stories and novels so quickly, it seems like an author needs more out there than ever before.
My main advice would be to keep going beyond what is comfortable for you. Continue even when it seems fruitless and you want to stop. My two other tips would be to keep an eye to the market and what sells and to develop a solid social media presence.
Kim: Sounds good to me. Especially encouragement to keep going.
What does “success” look like to you? When would you say “damn, I’ve made it baby!”
For me, success would be living comfortably solely on the income of my writing. I don’t need or expect a lot, just being able to pay my bills would be fine with me, but not having a boss breathing down my neck is the ultimate dream. I’m a very independent person, and I would much rather perform for my readers then perform for a boss at a day job.
Kim: Ditto.. day jobs suck when you’re a writer. It’s always nice to be paid for what you love doing.
What kind of research do you do, and how long do you spend researching before beginning a book?
Ha. This question holds a bit more meaning when asked of an erotica author. I’d love to be cheeky and say that I have performed long hours of research for my books, but really, I just write about either my personal experiences, experiences I wish I’ve had, or experiences I would rather not have because I’m not brave enough but like to explore in a story.
Kim’s reaction: Practical “hands on” research as an Eroticaauthor could be fun.
What are you working on now? What will you release next?
Right now (today actually!) I’ll be publishing a story about a woman who receives a happy ending from her male massage therapist. It’s my first massage therapy story, and I’m pretty excited about that. My last published story is about a married couple who decide to visit a swinger’s club. It’s their first experience in the swingers world, and of course they’re shy and unsure of themselves. Luckily, they find another couple who takes them under their wing.
Kim: Thanks for the update! Now I’m wondering how much of what I’ve read, and will read in the future is real??
Where can we get your books?
I try to put up my books on as many places as possible, such as Amazon, Kobo, Barnes & Noble’s, Apple, Smashwords, etc. That way, it removes all barriers from anyone around the world who wants to read my books. The best place to view a list of my stories is on my website. I also have a grid view for even quicker perusing.
What would you like readers to know?
That I appreciate each and every one of them. It is for them I write, and without them, none of this would be possible.
Kim: aww how nice Ava.
And that’s a wrap, it’s been lovely meeting Ava this month. It’s official I love this woman, her stories and bravery. I will for sure be reading more. If you’d like to take a look at this author’s ” toe curling stories” and indulge in a little connect with her below.
Is this for real?” Grace flipped over the gold embossed invitation in her hand, the parchment paper thick and expensive beneath her fingers. Whoever made it must’ve spent a fortune. “A swingers club? Really?”
She eyed her husband curiously, watching as he pulled off his belt. Was he serious? They had mentioned branching out to spice things up and keep their marriage interesting, but this was quite a move without a baby step in-between.
Steve nodded, removing his sports coat. “Yeah.” He took a seat beside her, the mattress dipping down under him. He loosened his tie, pulling it off to toss on the chair by the bed, along with his blazer. “We talked about this.” His voice was melodic, soothing. It was the thing that always pulled her in, lulling her into a state of compliance.
“Yeah, but I didn’t think you’d tell your friends!” Her tone was incredulous, but not upset. To say she was surprised would be an understatement. “Who all knows?” Studying his face, she awaited his reply. Boys and their locker room talk, she thought to herself. Strangely, that thought gave her a little jolt. What all did his friends know about her? When they had visited, did they envision her in all sort of slutty scenarios? Grace wasn’t sure she hated the idea. What would it be like being passed around all his friends?
Jesus, she definitely needed to lay off the erotica.
“Only Pete.” He slipped off his sleek, black shoes next. As an ad executive, Steve dressed his best every day, and she loved watching him peel off each layer of his designer suits. “He told me he had a way to help, then the next day he came to work with that.”
His gaze scanned her expression as he gestured to the invitation still clasped in her hand. “Do you know how hard something like this is to get? We’re going, aren’t we?” His voice lifted like an eager schoolboy. She knew how excited this topic made him; he’d mentioned it every night since it first came up. “Pete tells me it’s the cream of the crop. Serious business. Everyone is vetted, so things are safe. I know how careful you are. Background checks and such. I think they even have guards on duty.”
“I’m guessing we’re having background checks done on us as we speak?” It was smart, though; she had to admit that. There was a sense of security in taking a chance on sexual matters when they were handled by responsible adults.
He moved the hair from her neck, and she shivered. “Probably.”
“So, Masquerade Night, huh?”
She thought about all the variety that offered and the idea of shopping crept into her mind. A lovely new dress. Something sleek and tight, clinging to every curve. Something clandestine had always appealed to her. A mask gave a sense of anonymity and allowed one the excuse to act like someone else, to indulge the parts that were usually kept hidden.
“This coming Friday.” He smiled, trailing the backs of his fingers over her freckled shoulder before pulling down the thin strap of her camisole and placing a kiss there. “I’ll even buy you something new and sexy.” His teeth raked across her skin. “What d’ya say, baby girl?”
Excerpt from Cougar’s Fling.
“I hope you took him for all he’s got.” Brenda gestured with a piece of cranberry biscotti, then dunked it daintily into her coffee. “You gave him ten years of your life! The best years in my opinion. The least he can do is shell out alimony.”
Evie’s stomach twisted into a knot, a never-ending Celtic knot by the feel of it. Thirty-five and already divorced. It wasn’t what she had envisioned when she met Richard in college. “Can we stop talking about this, please?” All of it was beginning to give her a headache.
It was enough the divorce papers had just been finalized that morning; she didn’t need the constant reminder of how crap her life had turned. She merely wanted to move on. Richard was the past. Who knew what her future would be–hopefully something better. Younger. Blond with muscles and maybe some tattoos. She smiled to herself.
A bundle of brochures lay in front of her on their small table for two. Traveling, she hoped, would help life make some sense again. A few months abroad just to get a new perspective on things. The problem was, she couldn’t decide on where to go.
“Help me make a decision,” she pleaded with her friend. “You know me, I’m thirty shades of indecisive. I’m the type of girl who spends ten minutes in the front of the freezer section just trying to decide what flavor ice cream to get.”
Brenda sighed, clearly bothered that she wasn’t allowed to bash Richard. That was one of her favorite pastimes. “What are your choices?” Her fingers spread out the various pamphlets as she looked them over.
“Prague, London, Jakarta, Melbourne, and Toronto.”
“Eh, not Toronto. That’s still North America. You want to go somewhere different so it feels more like a vacation.”
She has a good point, Evie thought.
“London’s nice,” a soft male voice said, drifting from behind them. “I was there last summer. Had a blast.”
Evie turned her head, and her gaze met with one of Richard’s former students. He was young, sporting a baby face and a mop of tousled, brown hair. But she remembered him. Richard used to tutor him at their house during the kid’s senior year. That was two years ago, right when things started to head south.
“Mrs. Leeds, yeah?” the boy asked as he bussed a table near them.
He barely looked the same now. His lanky body had filled out nicely to be lean, taut muscle. The white T-shirt he wore clung to his arms, displaying enough bulk to be muscular, but not beefy. She always had a soft spot for men like that. Runners. Gymnasts. Swimmers. Lithe, agile bodies were incredibly sexy to her.
“Hey…um, I’m sorry.” She shook her head, pulling herself from her thoughts. “I’ve forgotten your name.”
He wore a blue apron, and in the center of it was the logo of the coffee house; she couldn’t make out the name on his placard, however. He smiled the most attractive grin she’d ever seen. It lit up his entire face, causing his eyes to crinkle at the corners. That always made her melt.
“Craig.”
After tossing the discarded cups into a nearby garbage can, he stepped closer to her but stopped short of extending his hand. “It’s really great seeing ya again.”
Brenda chose that moment to clear her throat, announcing her presence. “Who’s your little friend, Evie?” Her voice dripped with curiosity. Evie could only imagine what she was thinking, and it couldn’t have been good.
Next month’s author: A little different from the norm let’s just say… Stay tuned. if you’re an author and you’d like a feature contact me here.
Today’s WordPress writing prompt word is apprentice. I like this word it could apply to Detective Sebastian Garcia, the hero in book #1 on my Romance Set in Paradise series. He’s learning something new, having a new experience and a total apprentice learning “on the job.” Here’s an excerpt from Havana Heat. Over 18 only!!
Sebastian has experienced a variety women of all races and cultures sexually, but never a woman of Caribbean descent. Not because he was against it, quite the opposite. The opportunity just never presented itself until today. To Sebastian, Melinda is a picture of pure beauty, he admires her soft petite features as she relaxes with her eyes closed.
Leaning slightly more forward on his knees, he takes the plunge into a new experience as he bends his head between Melinda’s legs and tastes her intimately. She tastes just as delightful as he imagines, he makes quick work of bringing her to a spine tingling climax.
Melinda’s body shudders against the hot sand, she grasps a rock to steady her climax. Melinda breathes deeply.
“Sebastian oh, wow.”
Sebastian giggles at the mention of his name, said in a deep breathy voice.
“Shhh, someone will hear you.”
He playfully teases Melinda and intensifies the touch between her legs, Melinda’s response is to simply close her eyes and enjoy the waves of pleasure running through her body.
Satisfied with a good job done Sebastian removes his wet boxer shorts filled with grainy sand, he then manoeuvres himself between Melinda’s legs.
On his knees with Melinda on her back in front of him he raises both of her legs, he then places both of them onto his shoulders, bent at the knees. Slowly he teases Melinda by running the tip of his fully erect penis up and down the entrance of her intimate area. He moans in a low tone and throws his head back, Sebastian continues to rock backward and forward stimulating her entrance with the tip of his penis. The pleasure for them both is intense, he can feel Melinda’s entrance become slick with her wetness in response to his stimulation….. TO BE CONTINUED.
Now, I could continue this scene and post more of the chapter… but I won’t spoil the fun! Don’t worry it’s not all sex there is actually a very enjoyable story also. Just eleven days to go until release day. Havana Heat is on pre-sale now on Amazon, Smashwords, ibooks and Barnes and Noble. On Smashwords pre-sale copies have a 15% discount off the £2.99 cover price for the ebook.
Havana Heat is book one of the Romance Set in Paradises series of modern,steamy, suspenseful and romantic stories, set in exotic locations around the world. In Havana Heat readers are transported to the paradise of Cuba’s capital Havana, following the romance and heat build between Spaniard Detective Sebastian Garcia, and London born and bred wedding planner Melinda Jones. Melinda’s path crosses with the handsome and charming Detective at Casa De Amour Hotel as a guest at her client’s exotic location wedding. Both characters are in search of a slice of paradise, away from their own troubled love life back home. Once their paths cross the romance and sizzle begins.
When all hell breaks out at Casa De Amour Hotel, and conflict builds over their past both characters are faced with a decision to take a risk and see out their romance, or walk away forever asking themselves what could have been. Romance, thrills and excitement await in book one of this modern romance series set in a Caribbean paradise.
Today’s WordPress writing prompt is “denial”. Well there is no denying the attraction building between Detective Sebastian Garcia and Melinda Jones. Here is excerpt #2 from Havana Heat! The attraction is there, there is no denying it.
As Melinda looks up and down the street and glances up at the busy balconies of the apartments she relaxes and enjoys the new culture she’s been exposed to.
“Which way from here Sebastian?”
“Ah, I’m not a hundred percent sure… let’s head this way.”
Sebastian points in a direction away from the hotel.
“You don’t know where the beach is?”
“Melinda relax, we’ll find it.”
The pair smile at each other and lower their sunglasses as they set off in the opposite direction of their hotel Casa De Amour. As Melinda and Sebastian walk along the busy street the pair are lead away from the residential area, into a lively hub of bars and restaurants. The bars and restaurants are busy with couples and groups of friends dining outside in the late afternoon sun. Salsa music floats out onto the pavement from every bar and restaurant they pass. The atmosphere along the strip is buzzing. Melinda turns and looks up at Sebastian.
“Wow, this area looks like a melting pot of fun!”
“It sure does, what do you say we skip the beach and head into one of these bars for a dance.”
“Dance? Are you serious?”
“Why not, you scared of your two left feet.”
Melinda playfully slaps Sebastian on the arm.
“I am not, and who says I have two left feet? I could probably dance you off the dance floor.”
“Yeah? You better prove it then.”
Sebastian grabs Melinda’s hand and leads her into the next bar they pass. The bar is buzzing with Cubans sitting outside smoking cigars and drinking local Cuban beer. The barman greets the couple as they tumble in, in a fit of giggles.
“Hola”
“Hola señor, dos de sus mejores cervezas cubanas por favor y un puro también.”
Sebastian replies in rapid Spanish ordering two beers and a Cuban cigar. He glances around the busy bar, and then smiles as he spies a mini dancefloor with a couple dancing to salsa.
The bar has traditional Cuban décor with pale orange walls and brown wooden beams exposed on the ceiling. A high raised dark wood bar and matching wood bar stools are to the left of the main bar as the pair enter, behind it is a well- stocked shelf with a selection of spirits and glasses. To the right of the bar the wall is painted with a sketch of curvy Latina lady, in a revealing bright red carnival outfit. Salsa music rings out of the boom box in the corner. Above it is a large screen TV on mute showing the latest soccer match. The male drinkers in the bar glance up at the screen every now and then, shouting comments at the soccer players in Spanish, and waving their cigars around in frustration at the game. Couples laugh and joke oblivious to the game playing out on the TV. Small groups of male and female friends gather around tables filled with Tequila shot glasses and chips enjoying each other’s company. Melinda and Sebastian feel welcome as foreigners and safe in the downtown Havana drinking spot, Casa De Amigos located on a busy strip section of the strip.
Sebastian leads Melinda over to a table with a good view of the dance floor. The couple settle themselves around the small table. Melinda opens their conversation as she studies Sebastian’s profile. He’s busy watching the action on the dancefloor as the Cuban couple salsa with ease and style.
“Wow Sebastian you speak Spanish?”
Without taking his eyes off the couple on the dance floor Sebastian responds.
“Sure do … I am Spanish after all.”
“Double wow, what part are you from?”
“Madrid.”
“Interesting.”
Sebastian blesses Melinda with a wide smile.
“Have you ever been to Spain before?”
“Many years ago, yes. I went to Barcelona it’s a really vibrant city. I remember walking down the ramblers and the market area. Busy is not the word!”
“Ah Barcelona I do enjoy the city too.”
“I also watched a bull fight, that was an experience. Not sure one I want to repeat but it was an experience.”
Sebastian lets out high pitched laugh.
“Bull fighting, hmm I agree even as a Spaniard I can’t say it’s my thing either.”
Sebastian relaxes physically in his chair as the waiter comes over, then places two cool large beers on the table along with his Cuban cigar. Sebastian looks up at Melinda now watching the couple dance.
“You don’t mind do you Melinda?”
Sebastian points to his cigar he’s about to light.
“Oh, no not at all, it’s fine.”
The pair sit nursing their cool beers, a welcome refreshment from the dry heat floating in from the open front bar. Three beers, and two Tequila shots later Melinda and Sebastian are dancing the late afternoon away with the other couples on the small crowded dance floor. As the beat slows down from the last song the pair separate and look at each other both damp with perspiration. The bar’s lack of air- conditioning does not have the same effect on the locals on the dance floor with them, fully accustomed to the humid Havana heat. Catching her breath and wiping her damp face with a napkin Melinda looks up at Sebastian as he orders two more beers and Tequila shots in Spanish.
“See I told you I don’t have two left feet.”
“Melinda, you’re right I’ll give props where they are due you can move and have good rhythm.” Melinda looks up at Sebastian just as he pushes her away and twirls her around.
“Woah! Easy Mr. I don’t want to end up on my ass on the floor.”
“Don’t worry I’ve got you … and your ass for that matter.”
With a cheeky smile Sebastian pulls Melinda back in toward him, his hands slide down the side of her curves and he pulls her closer to him from her waist. Without a second thought Melinda leans in and kisses him lightly on the lips. Sebastian hesitates to return her passion but gives in. Dr Black’s voice rings out in his mind “find yourself a holiday romance, have fun just don’t think about work or London.” Sebastian’s inner voice is a trigger for him to overcome his guilt of kissing another woman so close to his late girlfriend’s death. He leans in and responds to Melinda’s kiss with an equal amount of passion. Held in a tight embrace the pair passionately kiss, the attraction and passion between them is building and neither can deny it.... TO BE CONTINUED!
Book Blurb
Havana Heat is book one of the Romance in Paradise Series of modern,steamy, suspenseful and romantic stories, set in exotic locations around the world. In Havana Heat readers are transported to the paradise of Cuba’s capital Havana, following the romance and heat build between Spaniard Detective Sebastian Garcia, and London born and bred wedding planner Melinda Jones.Melinda’s path crosses with the handsome and charming Detective at Casa de Amour Hotel as a guest at her client’s exotic location wedding. Both characters are in search of a slice of paradise, away from their own troubled love life back home in London. Once their paths cross the romance and sizzle begins.
When all hell breaks out at Casa de Amour Hotel, and conflict builds over their past both characters are faced with a decision to take a risk and see out their romance, or walk away forever asking themselves what could have been. Romance, thrills and excitement await in book one of this modern romance series set in paradise in the Caribbean.
Release date: 18th May 2017! On Amazon, Smashwords, Barnes and Noble, Apple Ibooks and Nook.
In response to the WordPress daily writing prompt “passport” join me on a trip to Cuba! Grab your passport, hold on no need here’s a chapter preview to take you there…
Today I had to make a trip to the passport office in London, to renew my own passport ready for my summer travels. There was a long wait I was prepared, I went along to central London with my laptop. I sat and started to work on my current romance novella Havana Heat. Here is a preview from a chapter, things are heating up over in Cuba’s capital Havana for my hero Detective Sebastian Garcia and my heroine Melinda Jones….
CHAPTER SIX: HAVANA HEAT
Sebastian takes Melinda’s hand as they leave the crowded dance floor of Casa De Amigos. They weave their way in and out of the crowds. During their time spent in the bar the crowd has built up. The bar is now busy with local Cubans and tourists enjoying the ambience of the bar’s cheap local cocktails and beers, wide screen TV showing an international soccer game and couples dancing to salsa on the small dancefloor.
As they exit the bar into the late afternoon sunshine, the humid heat does nothing to cool down their perspiring bodies hot from all their dancing.
“Sebastian, which way from here? I have no idea where I’m going.”
Sebastian looks down at Melinda fanning herself with one hand. With the sunshine on her smooth brown skin, Sebastian can’t deny to himself the attraction he feels toward her. His eyes sweep up and down her curvy body as he admires her sundress and wedge heels.
“Hmm, let’s try this direction.”
“Okay, let’s go.”
The pair take off in a direction away from where they came from when they left their hotel and stumbled on Casa De Amigos bar. Walking along the hot pavement they admire the colourful array of buildings and downtown hotels they pass as they walk deeper into the town. Local youths pass them on moped bikes zooming down the main road. Within a ten minute walk the sea comes into view in the distance.
“Well, look what we’ve found.” Smiling Melinda tugs at Sebastian’s arm.
“C’mon let’s go check out the beach, we have time to have a stroll before heading back.”
“What about food?”
“That’s what the hotel’s for.” Melinda calls over her shoulder as she takes off jogging toward the beach. Sebastian smiles, then ups his pace to keep up with her.
“Wow, this looks like some kind of paradise.”
Melinda kicks off her wedge heels as she steps onto the warm sand. Sebastian joins her removing his comfortable plimsols.
“Sure does, the water is so blue.”
The pair walk farther onto the beach toward the water’s shore to allow the water to wash over their feet as they walk along. Melinda and Sebastian take in the ambience of the beach. Palm trees slightly lean to one side as they sway in the light sea breeze. The sand is clean with a bright off white colour. The beach is calm but busy with sun worshipers stretched out on their beach loungers and groups of friends playing volley ball. A few teenagers splash around in the sea making fun of each other. Taken back by all of Santa Maria del Mar beach’s beauty the pair lower their shades, as they walk along the coastline with warm sea water washing over their feet at a leisurely pace. As they walk farther up the coastline a secluded area of rockery comes into view, the pair head over and settle themselves on the sand.
“So tell me a bit more about yourself Sebastian, other than work how do you spend your time?”
Sebastian thinks for a moment, of late his free time has been consumed with thoughts of his late girlfriend Anna and morning over her absence, and what he could have done to ensure Anna felt needed and valued as his partner. A vision of Anna appears in his mind’s eye as he stares out into the crystal clear aqua water. Sebastian rubs the back of his neck and tries to push his vision of Anna’s face to one side.
“Ah, to be honest … not much. I guess I’m kinda boring.”
Melinda let’s out a small laugh and looks up at Sebastian.
“I’m sure you’re not, seriously you have no hobbies or interests?”
“Hmm, I like music— a lot, and to work out I guess, books interest me too.”
“What kind of music and books? I love them both.”
“I listen to a lot of classical, flamenco and modern music. When it comes to books obviously, crime is my thing.”
“Of course, Mr. Detective. And …”
“And that’s about it Melinda I never realised how boring I am until you asked me that question.”
The pair crack up laughing.
“No girlfriend back in London either?”
Sebastian looks down at Melinda sitting by his side, his reflection in her large oversized sunglasses stare back at him. Damn she looks hot in those shades runs through his mind. suddenly he feels overwhelmed and confused. He loves Anna and is still not quite over her loss, but at the same time his attraction to Melinda is becoming more obvious to him. Her style, beauty, rhythm to a salsa beat, and bubbly sense of humour appeal to him in a major way.
“Did I say something wrong Sebastian? You’re looking at me like I’m some kind of alien.”
Sebastian snaps out of his weird trance of heartache and confusion over his late girlfriend and lust over the ebony skinned beauty, with great potential by his side.
“No sorry… I don’t have a girlfriend as such no.”
“As such? What does that mean?”
“It’s complicated—I”
With disappointment Melinda cuts Sebastian off as she gazes out at the deep aqua sea.
“Hmm, it always is with you men isn’t it.”
Thoughts of all the wasted dates she had been on over the last year run through her mind.
“No, I mean it’s complicated as she… she died almost one year ago.”
Melinda looks up at Sebastian as he stares off into the sea again.
“Oh, my Sebastian I’m sorry I didn’t mean to—”
“It’s okay, honestly by now I should be coming to terms with my loss. Well at least that’s what my shrink tells me.”
“You see a doctor?”
“Yeah, I have been for a while now, he helps but I know that the main bulk of the work to deal with my grief is down to me.”
“It’s hard, grieving is different for everyone.”
Melinda places a sympathetic hand on Sebastian’s upper shoulder for comfort. The comfort comes as a surprise to him. He takes her hand in his and squeezes it, before he knows what’s come over him he places a light kiss on her hand, then slowly makes his way farther up her arm with gentle kisses. Melinda does not resist him as he leans in farther and places a light kiss on her collar bone. The warm light breeze, aqua sea, lazy palm trees mixed with too much Tequila and beer arouses them both. Without hesitation, the pair lock lips in a deep passionate kiss. Sebastian takes full control as he explores Melinda’s mouth with his tongue while running his hand up her right thigh. Her skin feels smooth and clammy to touch as he raises the hem of her sundress and parts her thighs. As his hand travels farther up her thigh she hesitates for a moment conscious of where they are sitting, under a palm tree fully exposed to passers-by, even though they are sitting in a much more secluded area of the beach, they left the crowds behind. Melinda breaks away from his kiss, not because she wants to but more for the sake of embarrassment should a passer-by see them. Sebastian’s kisses are soft and gentle. It feels very much to Melinda like one of the sincerest kisses she has had in a long time.
“Let’s go for a swim.”
Sebastian laughs out loud.
“A swim? With no bathing suits?”
Melinda give him a cheeky smile as she lowers the straps of her sundress, then stands up and steps out of it. She reveals a matching lime green bra and panties set, the colour emphasises her smooth chocolate skin tone.
“Who needs bathing suits, there’s no one here and this could pass for a bikini did you see what those other girls were wearing back there?”
Melinda points back toward the direction they came from and laughs.
“No shit, those bikinis were out there.”
“C’mon last one in pays for the taxi home.”
Sebastian gets on his feet and removes his cotton shirt and shorts as quick as he can. Glancing around nervously he dumps his clothing and Rolex watch next to Melinda’s sundress and races down to the shore. He catches up to Melinda and scoops her up from behind and runs with her down farther toward the shore and into the warm aqua sea. She playfully screams and shouts protesting to be put down, secretly the thrill makes her heart race. Melinda can’t remember the last time she let herself go and had some fun, done something crazy and completely let go. Today, almost five thousand miles from her west London home is the day she let go. With a total stranger. It occurs to her that her safety could have been at risk by wandering off with a strange man on an island. She looks on the flip side, then again Sebastian is a Detective, from her home town in London too. He’s there to serve and protect the public— you can’t get more safe than that.
Playfully launching Melinda into the water Sebastian dives in and picks her up again by her legs this time. Playful screams escape Melinda as she holds onto him as tight as she can and looks down at him, she wraps her legs around his body as he cradles her with a firm grip on her behind.
“You are crazy Sebastian!”
“Me crazy? What do you call going for a swim with no bathing suit, in broad day light?”
The pair crack up laughing as Sebastian lowers her into the water to her feet, they stand face to face in the warm sea with slight waves crashing around them. Sebastian’s six-foot-three well- built frame towers over Melinda’s five- foot-six height. Melinda looks up into Sebastian’s large brown eyes and for the millionth time she takes in the handsome Spaniard’s face with sharp features, his low cut hair and great body, large brown eyes, tanned olive skin now even more golden from the strong Caribbean sun. Taking a deep breath to regulate her heartbeat she melts at the sight of him, standing in front of her with the strong sunlight behind him. Melinda’s senses are awakened by his playful side and the paradise surrounding them. Her lust over the gorgeous Spaniard kicks in. Taking the lead starting from his elbows placed at his side under the water, she runs her palms upwards over his strong toned arms, toward his shoulders, as she stops at his shoulders she takes a step forward in the water into Sebastian’s personal space. Without removing her eyes from his intense gaze staring down at her she slowly continues to move her palms over his chest area, her heart flips at the curves which define his toned torso. Sebastian responds as her hands settle on his both sides of his equally toned waist. Leaning toward her into her personal space farther he gently bends down and blesses her with another one of his gentle loving kisses. They embrace in a passionate hug in the water with Melinda’s arms wrapped around his neck and Sebastian holding her at her waist. Sebastian is not sure if it’s the warmth of the Caribbean sea and strong hot sun on his back or Melinda’s curves he explores under the water that bring him to a complete arousal, his need to feel her more intimately take over as he slowly moves both of his hands from her curvy waist line then stops under her ample bust line. With ease, he lifts the underneath section of her lime green bra now soaked and fully exposing the outline of her erect nipples as the thin material clings to her breast…. TO BE CONTINUED.
Just a reminder that all are welcome to join in, we’ve had one link submitted so far. An interesting read on an experience with gay marriage. I’m a big supporter of gay rights , rights for all in fact! It’s an interesting read. See the original blog I did here for full details on how to participate, and the link submitted. The go ahead and submit your own, sit back and find some new readers.
It’s the month of looove and Valentine’s Day is approaching. Valentine’s is always special to me, it’s my birthday, I enjoy the whole romance and love theme naturally, and it will be my first ever attempt to host a link up/ blog hop or writing prompt. Call it what you want, but you know what I mean…so since you have arrived sign up and take part, tell me and other readers…
How has “the month of love” been treating you this year? How was Valentine’s Day for you? Share your memorable, cringe worthy, funny, loving and romantic moments that happened during this month, and /or on Valentine’s Day itself. Or be open and express yourself and your general views on the good and bad about love and Valentine’s Day. Let readers know your honest thoughts, feelings, joys, or frustrations with love in general, and the whole concept of Valentine’s day.Whether you’re single, married, divorced or somewhere in between, gay, straight or somewhere in between everyone is welcome! Whatever you write, just be free and easy, the only theme is your thoughts/experience with romance and love this month and Valentines Day.
I promise I won’t steal your experience and put it in my next romance novel 🙂 🙂
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That got your attention didn’t it? Good! Today’s WordPress writing prompt is radical. Who loves great sex? We all do, and you can’t actually be a romance writer without writing about it, in some shape or form. How you create it is personal choice erotic and graphic or sensual, steamy and sexy it’s really your choice. I go with the latter, I feel like my mum is watching me write when I create a sex scene, so overly erotic is not my forte, I can see my mum with her mouth open like Kim! Where did you learn THAT? That said one day I would like to actually try it ( very erotic writing, what were you thinking??) seriously – when I drum up the confidence one day. I love writing great sensual scenes. Nicholas D’Coix is a great guy, not just pleasing to the eye, rich and charming he has a really cool personality… and ladies YES he’s radical in bed. With just 7 day’s to go until its release date…here’s an excerpt scene from A Stranger in France from Kate’s POV.
Back at the hotel up on the twelfth floor, we order room service and veg out on the bed, in front of an old black and white movie like a couple of teenagers having a sleep over. We order cheese burgers and fries, a very different meal from the West African delights I tasted at Nicholas’ restaurant last week. I prop up my feet on the bed, Nicholas starts to massage them with expert hands.
“I don’t know how you girls do it four to five inch heels all day every day, but I do like it.”
He glances down at my white stilettos by the bed. I sink further into the bed as he takes me to heaven and back with his foot massage. I close my eyes and feel his hands moving up my legs, under my jeans my skin is on fire at his touch. As he turns his attention to me fully his hand stops at my groin area. He slowly presses his hand between my legs, I flinch and open my eyes abruptly and smile down at him. He swaps his hand for his mouth and starts to kiss and bite at the material of my jeans between my legs. I moan with pleasure. He climbs on the bed above me- fully facing me, then undoes the zipper on my jeans. Slowly he removes them, I don’t fight, and I don’t resist him. Laying there on my back underneath him, in just my white vest with plum coloured bra and panties I all of a sudden feel very sexy, looking up at Nicholas. He raises my knees, as he moves closer his fresh and fruity scent fills my nostrils. Without taking our eyes off each other he pulls off my panties and chucks them to one side. Moving on top of me positioned between my legs, that I’ve bent at the knees, he starts to kiss me softly, while caressing between my legs with expert fingers. He lowers himself after a moment and places his mouth between my legs, I’m lost in feelings of pleasure. Nicholas ignites a fire- a fire that Danny has failed to keep a light.
His tongue makes my body quiver, and I explode in a sea of ecstasy. I pull him up from between my legs and remove his shirt- taking in more of his delicious scent. His torso is rock solid and his arms firm. He stands up removes his jeans and boxers, then climbs back on to the bed and kisses me passionately as he picks me up and places me on top of him. He removes my vest top and bra, I straddle him on the bed. Looking me dead in the eye with a smile he lets down my hair, and I allow him to enter me. I’ve never felt more feelings of want, lust and pleasure in the last year as this. Our bodies press together, passionate kisses and teasing. As I ride him passionately I feel him explode inside me. This is a night to remember, in every way. Romantic, passionate, carefree, and lustful. We make love more into the early hours of the morning. I enjoy every moment of it.
Author, Kim Knight 