Today, on the second last author Promo Monday for the year, I'm pleased to welcome back Gemma Parkes, this time to talk about her own Christmas anthology, Christmas Delights!
Thank you for having me over today!
I want to tell you about my new release ‘Christmas Delights’. As you know, l love to write Erotica and as Christmas is my favourite time of the year, it seemed a perfect opportunity to combine the two!
I have written five short stories with Christmas as a theme guaranteed to warm up the coldest of winter nights:
Synopsis:
Christmas is a time for giving. One of the most important things we can give is love, how we express that love is up to us. In this anthology, Christmas is expressed through erotic journeys of lust and discovery, making it a very special time of the year for all the characters within. Lie back and enjoy these five erotic tales of Christmas written from the naughty pen of Gemma Parkes:
- Have you ever wondered what it would be like to wear lingerie that really made you feel beautiful? Danielle is reluctant until she feels super sexy in her present from Michael. A story bound to warm even the most reluctant of lovers.
- A Christmas shopping expedition to England’s capitol city ends up with a visit to a live sex show. An erotic author and her boyfriend are about to view the action from very close quarters. Will it be everything they expected, or more?
- Leanne is bored with the commercialism Christmas invariably brings. Will new employee Mike encourage her to get into the spirit of things by allowing him to spend the season with her?
- Adventurous couple Clare and Jake have wonderful imaginations that run riot around this time of year. Even the dullest of Christmas decorations can become erotic in the extreme. What else do they have hidden away in their ‘Naughty Box’?
- Penny is listening to Christmas Carol singers outside her window, when Jack arrives to spend the night. A lazy preparation of finger food won’t be enough to satisfy either of these passionate lovers.
Excerpt:
Penny sat beside the fire and muted the sound from the TV. She could just make out the faint voices singing ‘Good King Wenceslas’.
Jack would be calling round at 6pm. She could hardly wait and closed her eyes to think delicious thoughts about what the evening might entail.
Penny had prepared a meal of sorts, finger food her mother would call it whilst her best friend Zoe called it ‘lazy’. There were chicken wings, spicy and plain, sausage rolls and three different quiches, some breadsticks and dips and a few other nibbles, crisps mainly.
Anyway Penny didn’t want to spend the evening eating, it had been a difficult week at work and her stress levels were higher than usual. She was planning on an evening of unbridled passion and had prepared the bedroom accordingly with warm red sheets and scented Ylang Ylang candles waiting patiently to be lit. All there was left to do was immerse herself in a deep bath of softening, sensuous bubbles that would guarantee velvety skin just begging to be stroked.
At 6pm Jack arrived wearing a huge grin and holding out a bottle of chilled chardonnay.
He gathered her into his arms almost immediately, placing the bottle down on the nearest surface so that his hands were free to roam over Penny’s warm body through the silken robe she was wearing. Her curves yielded to his touch as his mouth found hers covering it with his full, soft lips and drawing from her a low groan when he eased his tongue inside her receptive mouth.
“I’ve waited all day for your body.” Jack muttered against her lips as he started to ease the robe from one of her silken shoulders.
“Good.” Penny murmured in response and her fingers set about undoing the buttons on his pale blue shirt.
They backed up into the room, their lips still searching and nibbling, Penny’s robe was left behind them in a pool on the floor as Jack’s hands explored every soft inch of her body with wide palms, stroking and squeezing her sensitized flesh.
Jack turned Penny around in one movement and bent her forward with her hands against the wall as he loosened his trousers, pulling them down to his knees along with his under shorts.
“I love your ass,” he breathed, “God I love your ass.”
Buy Links:
Amazon US
Amazon UK
Author Biography.
Gemma Parkes is a freelance writer from the UK who specializes mainly in Erotic fiction. Her writing covers a variety of sexual genres.
Previous publication credits:
Anthology inclusions:
Train Whore - Girl fever – Cleis Press
Access all Areas –Back Door Lover – Ravenous Romance
Cassandra – A Wicked and Wanton All Hallows Eve – Naughty Nights Press
Scarlet – Behind Stone Walls – Yellow Silk Dreams
Novellas:
Pleasing Mia – Rebel Ink Press
Plus many self published titles, including:
Making Waves
Park ‘n Ride
Submit to Me… and many more.
You can contact Gemma by visiting her blog, following her on Facebook or Twitter:
http://gemmaparkes.blogspot.com/
http://www.facebook.com/#!/parkes.gemma
https://twitter.com/GemmaPar
Have a wonderful December everyone and a hot, hot Christmas!
It shall certainly be with this read!
This week I'm thrilled to welcome Liz Adams to The Naughty Pages. Liz is here to talk about her naughty take on Little Red Riding Hood.
Blurb:
In this short story of adult fairy tale erotica, “Red” Riding is tired of being a virgin. Her best bet is a lycan named Sean. He’s perfect. Crystal blue eyes, dimpled smile, buff chest, and wicked bulge! But being in a community that frowns upon human-lycan relationships makes loving Sean more challenging than she ever imagined.
“5 stars! Amy ‘Red’ Riding’s Hood is an enjoyable adult version of Little Red Riding Hood sure to please readers who are in search of a quick, erotic fix with a lot of heart. I really connected with the heroine, Amy, and I thought Sean, the lycan, was oh-so-yummy. Overall, it’s a well-written, enjoyable read. I recommend this story to anyone who enjoys good erotica, adult fairytales, and steamy shifter romance.”
~Sue Lyndon, author of A Firm Husband at SueLyndon.com
“5 stars! All I have to say is wow! Too bad my dear husband was at work…. Liz Adams has developed her characters well in this short story. I didn’t think you could get to know two people so well in a short fairytale, but I did. The side characters come across as real also, not just there for filler as in some stories I’ve read…. It was wonderful and refreshing to see two people fight for their passionate love for each other.”
~Tala (Becky), blogger of the Darker Passions website
“BRAVO! That was hot! I enjoyed the romance in the story. It had a very sweet feeling to it while throwing in a bit of the naughty. I love that last scene ... really brings home the story and made me hot and bothered!”
~Lyndsey Leach, Goodreads reader
Excerpt from Amy "Red" Riding's Hood:
Amy floated back up to the surface. Her eyes opened. She saw Sean’s head above hers. Where was she? In her bed. In her bedroom.
Sean smiled and said, “That was amazing.”
Amy tried to remember what happened. “Did I fall asleep?”
“You passed out,” Sean said. Dark heavens, his dimples were gorgeous. “I always heard stories of how lycans can make humans pass out with their tongue. I wasn’t sure it was true until now.”
“Come here,” Amy said. She pulled him down into a hug. She loved his weight solid upon her. She really passed out from his oral skills? So the rumors were true. Lycans were great lovers and now she had her own. “I can’t wait for my parents to meet you,” she said.
Sean snorted, “I’m sure they’ll be overjoyed to know I feasted twixt the thighs of their daughter.”
Amy pushed back to look up into his eyes. “I’m serious.”
He rolled off Amy and stood up from the bed. “Red, you know how much they hate lycans.”
“But once they get to know you....”
Sean charged to her closet to retrieve his coat. “You’re dreaming.”
“They’re not that dimwitted. Why won’t you give them a chance?”
After punching his arms through the sleeves of his coat, Sean buttoned it hastily. “Because I know them well enough to know they won’t give any lycan a chance.” He stormed to the window.
Amy huffed. “Well, if that’s true, why don’t you be the better person and confront them about it? What are you afraid of?”
He stopped at the window and sighed. “I just don’t think it’s a good idea, okay?”
“So, what then? You want us to see each other in hiding for the rest of our lives?”
He looked at her with defeated eyes, opened the window, and started to climb out.
Blazing skies. Amy called out, “Sean.”
He turned to look at her. Amy bit her lip. She said at last, “I’m going to Aunt Carmen’s tomorrow.”
Sean nodded. “Meet me in the woods.” He looked down, as though planning his descent at the exterior of the cottage.
“Sean.”
“What?”
She thought about the woods. Isolated. Romantic. She was ready. “The woods are a great place.” She smirked.
“For what?”
“For our first time?”
Sean fell off the windowsill and Amy heard a crunch of bushes outside. She rushed to the window. Sean lay in the bushes with a huge grin.
She laughed, relieved. “Are you okay?”
“Are you kidding? I don’t think I’ve felt this good in years.” He stood up and brushed himself off. “In fact, it’s too beautiful a night to walk home.” He took off his coat and threw it up to her. She managed to catch it and her eyes popped wide as she watched his nimble fingers unbutton his shirt.
Was he out of his mind? “What are you doing?”
“My clothes don’t fit me when I turn. Promise to keep them folded in a neat pile for me.” Revealing his entire rippling bare chest, Sean threw his shirt up to Amy. She let his coat drop to the floor and caught his shirt at her face, inhaling his sweet scent.
Bundling the shirt in her hands, she said, “Are you craz—”
His trousers caught her in the face. She dropped his clothes on the floor and saw him in just his drawers. Thunder and lightning! She wanted to taste every inch of that muscular chest.
“Promise!” he said.
“Shh!” For sure, he’d wake her parents.
“Promise,” he repeated with a forced whisper.
“Promise what?” Promise that I’ll claw your sculpted back as you plow into me? Sure! I’ll promise that.
“Promise you’ll fold my clothes.”
“Oh. Yeah.” She placed a palm on her breast and felt the pounding of her heart. Lycans were said to have acute hearing. Could he hear her beating heart?
“Good.” He yanked down his drawers.
Thunderballs! Amy covered her eyes. No, that was not a sausage she just saw. He was big!
Thinking about him made her tongue swirl. She bit her lip and peeked through her fingers, just in time to see the drawers being flung at her. She caught them.
“You sure you’re ready?” He asked. “You want tomorrow to be the day?”
Amy laughed nervously. Her eyes darted back and forth between looking inside her room and at Sean. How do you talk to a naked man? Where are you supposed to look? He wanted to know if she were ready to end her virginity tomorrow? Seeing his tall neck, broad shoulders, thick pecs, spectacular abs, and huge…biceps. Thunder and lightning, yes! She was ready to call him back up and hammer that lovely rod of his into her aching core now.
“I’m ready.”
“I’ll see you tomorrow, then,” Sean said in all his naked glory.
He turned – snout bursting from his face, fur frothing from his skin, arms and legs bending to all fours – and pounced away into the inky night.
Amy brought his drawers to her face and drew in his musky scent. It was going to be a long night.
Check out Liz's erotic take on Alice in Wonderland, or check her out in NEW RELEASE Campus Sexploits.
