Here we are at day two of our special pre-release week to celebrate Tina Donahue's coming book In His Arms from Ellora's Cave.
Yesterday, we talked a lot about the amazing cover for In His Arms, and if you missed that, you can go back to my Yahoo Group and Blog to catch up.
Today, I'd like to move on to the actual meat of the story and talk a bit about what wonders await you between the covers.
No pun intended. Maybe.
I have never been much of one for the "forced sex" found in many erotica romance stories. To me, it's just one step too close to rape. But, that's just my opinion and me. Since it is my opinion, I don't write stories with that sort of thing.
However, I do write some scenes that come close, and in the excerpt for In His Arms, you'll find that Tina has done the same thing. One passage reads...
He paid no heed to her willfulness. Hand on her belly, he directed her body to return to the mattress. Once she complied, he held her there, his fingers still inside, pressing into her much softer flesh, his tongue continuing to ignore her nub.
A protest gurgled in the back of her throat.
Immune, RJ lapped her juices, as though testing her reaction to him as a man and as a lover, one she’d chosen. Never had she known anyone like him and she responded without artifice, mewing for more, for every—
Her thoughts halted at his teeth bearing down carefully around her nub, his tongue negotiating its contours. Something indescribable and thrilling coiled between her legs, tensing her muscles, snatching her breath. Crudely and loudly, she cried out at the orgasm sluicing through her, the contractions of her inner muscles sucking RJ’s fingers deeper.
There they remained as Summer fought for air. She’d barely managed a full breath when his thumb replaced his tongue on her clit.
No. Even the slightest stroke became more than she could endure, the pleasure too deep, unbearable. The points of her high heels gouged the comforter. She heard the fabric rip. Her hips thrashed trying to escape him.
He wouldn’t allow it, keeping his fingers deeply inside, his thumb poised on her nub. She whimpered.
Some might call this forced sex, but it's not. Not even close.
RJ is reading Summer like a book, and his goal is to please her despite herself. By the same token, Summer is so into RJ that she is losing sight of the fact that she, after all is said and done, his property and slave.
The difference is important, too.
In their mutual attraction, both of the lovers have abandoned the real world and moved into the fantasyland of pure attraction, if not actual love.
Tell us, Tina, was this transformation one that you set out to create for Summer and RJ, or did it just happen? And along that same line, when you first conceived In His Arms, was that the plan, or did your characters take the story in a direction all on their own?
Melodee Aaron, Erotica Romance Author
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