Tuesday, March 26, 2013


Tuesday Tantalizers is pleased to welcome Cassidy Kingston, author of Magical Misfire: Mortals for Magic Book 1, a sexy new release from Whiskey Creek Press/Torrid Books.

Welcome, Cassidy!  Will you share a little bit about yourself?
I am a married mother of three VERY active kids ages 17, 11, and 10. I live in Alabama, but I hate the heat. When I am not writing I can be found at a wrestling tournament or at a soccer game.

Are you a reader? 
I LOVE reading. My favorite authors are Stephen King, James Rollins, Brad Meltzer, Kim Harrison and Charlain Harris. My First love is horror and I hope one day I can actually write it.

What did you want to be when you grew up?
 I desperately wanted to be an Astronaut. But sadly they have height requirements and 5’3 is too short.
What would you say is your most interesting writing quirk?
I write totally out of order. I have tried to sit down and write something in the order that it should happen and it never works out. While my books are still in progress it is very common for me to have chapters with names like “Chapter ???” Or “Chapter before the last chapter”.

Is there a secret you’d like to let readers know about you? 
I am a geek. I go to Dragon*con and love every second of it.

You have kids at home. What you need your surroundings to be like when you are writing?
I can pretty much write anywhere. I have written sitting in a gym while watching my sons wrestle.

What movie star would you pick as one of the characters in your book and why?
I always have someone in mind while I am writing and for Cooper I imagined Bradley Cooper.

Do you dream about your stories?  Ever written about a dream?
All the time! My characters stalk me in my sleep.

What gave you the idea to write your book? And where to set it?
I kept imagining a witch that couldn’t control her powers. There is a scene on the book where Kayla turns a file folder into a bunny. This was the first one I wrote and it just kind of went from there. It is set in a large city law firm.

Please tell us about your hot new novel.

Magical Misfire: Mortals For Magic Book 1 is about a witch who is so infatuated with her boss that she can not control her magic when she is close to him. It is the first in an erotic romance series based around the employees of a law firm that deals with discrimination against the magical.

Sounds intriguing! How about a little teaser?

“Kayla, you have to come out.”

“No! I may never come out again."

“We have to be back in the meeting in five, come on. It wasn’t that bad. I’m sure they didn’t even notice,” Samantha said, then quickly covered her mouth to muffle the giggle she’d let slip out.

“Sam, are you laughing at my humiliation? You’re supposed to be my best friend. I’m sure they all noticed; I mean, I set his tie on fire!”

“Well, it’s funny. Come out; I’m tired of talking to the bathroom stall door. Stop acting like a kid.”

Kayla slowly opened the stall door and walked out; her cheeks were still blazing red with embarrassment.

“Kayla, why are you still having misfires? We’ve had our full powers for five years now. You should’ve outgrown those years ago.”

“I know; it just seems that every time I’m around Cooper, I get all nervous and things just happen.”

“Ohmigawd! You like him! You’re getting all hot and worked up for him and that’s what’s causing the misfires.”

“Maybe. I mean, yeah, I’m very attracted to him, way more than I’ve ever been attracted to anyone ever!”

“How long has it been, ya know, since you were with a man? Maybe that is what’s wrong; you have all this pent up energy and it needs to be released…by Cooper.”

“Umm not too long, well maybe a little while.”

“How long Kayla?”

“Two and a half years.”

“Wow! I would die.”

“Samantha, stop being so overdramatic. You know that when Brad cheated on me it hurt me badly and I just haven’t been able to get close to another guy ever since.”

“Well if that’s what’s causing you to misfire, you need to get laid before you do some serious harm to the poor guy,” Sam said with a giggle. “You don’t have to jump into a relationship, just the sack. Now come on, we have to get back in the meeting.”


The two women walked into the large conference room and sat at the end of the
large table. On one side were two older witches and their lawyer. On the other side
was Ryan Cooper, head litigator for the “Mortals for Magic” nonprofit. He specialized
in witches and warlocks who had been treated unfairly only because of their magical
abilities. Since the magical world let itself be known to the mortal world, there had
been a backlash and a new type of discrimination had formed.

Cooper was the mortal son of a magical mother, so he was perfect to run the
company even though his mother had long ago shunned her abilities in favor of a
rich husband and privileged lifestyle. He was tall, with a dark complexion and short,
well-kept dark blond hair and looked every bit the part of a lawyer. He knew the laws
and understood that the magical people were like regular people, just with a little

Cooper sat across from the two older witches, with the top two buttons on his shirt
undone and his tie long gone; his collar showing only slight singe marks. He grinned
his million dollar smile at the two older witches.

“Ladies, I am honored to give you this check that was sent to us today as severance
from your job. The company would like to apologize for the misunderstanding.
They are thankful for your years of service and wish you both the best in future

The older of the two ladies took the check, looked it over and said, “Well, I’m still
pissed they fired us just because we came out about our powers. We worked there
twenty-five years. But to tell you the truth, I was getting tired of those idiots. And
I’m sure this check will be enough for us to live on for the rest of out lives. Come on
Louise, let’s hit the mall.”

The two older ladies stood up and almost sprinted out of the room. Cooper shook
hands with their lawyer and walked him to the door then turned to face Sam and

“Well, that went well, all things considered.”

“Cooper, I am so sorry, I guess I must be getting sick. I can pay for your tie and
dry-cleaning on your jacket.”

“No need to worry Kayla, my sister did worse when she was getting her powers. But
she was much younger. I guess you should take the rest of the day off and go see if
you can figure out what is causing the misfires. Sam, if you could give us a moment
alone I need to talk to Kayla.”

“Sure,” Sam said as she turned and walked out of the room. She looked back over
her shoulder and gave Kayla a quick wink when she thought Cooper couldn’t see her.

Cooper walked over and placed a hand on Kayla’s shoulder, looking down at her with
his crystal clear green eyes, “Are you sure you’re okay?”

“Yeah, Cooper, I’m okay.”

“We can’t have our best magical investigator sick; go take care of yourself.”

As soon as he walked out the door, a silver stream shot from her finger and caused a
small clap of thunder. A rain cloud appeared over the table.

Sam rounded the corner and stood at the door, looking up at the rain cloud.

“Oh lord, Kayla, go get laid,” she said as she quickly zapped the raincloud away.

Okay, we're definitely hooked! Where can we find Magical Misfire: Mortals for Magic Book 1?

What if we haven't had enough of Cassidy Kingston? Please give us some links to find out more!
Follow Cassidy on Twitter @CassidyKingston

Cassidy, thank you so much for being here with us today. Readers, as always, happy hot and sexy reading!

Monday, March 18, 2013


Today on Tuesday Tantalizers, we have something a little different than romance. One of Whiskey Creek Press/Torrid Books' authors puts an erotic twist on science fiction for its new line of erotica for men, The Man Cave. We're excited to welcome Alex B. Westphal, author of Mindslide. Let's practice our voyeuristic skills and listen in while Alex is talking with Nancy Rouleau, a secondary (sorry, Nancy!) character from MindSlidehis erotic science fiction thriller novella.

 Hi, Nancy. Glad you can be here.
Nancy: My pleasure!

 You feel your experience as a secondary character in this book is different. How so?
Nancy: I guess in any other story, I’d probably have a different opinion. But for MindSlide, with all the mind-switching that goes on, it’s hard to say who’s the main character and who are the secondary characters, you know? Most of the third act is on me, and that was fun. But of course, I’m not me then. I’m the main character, Kristin, who’s in my body. I remember reading the first draft and thinking, wow, this is so confusing. Now talking about it is just as confusing! So to answer your question, it was lots of fun being a secondary character in this kind of story.

 Why did you choose your current profession?
Nancy: I love problem solving, and I love science. It just seemed natural to become a scientist and go into research. And when I was younger, it seemed like something I really should do. It’s such a male-dominated field, you know? I mean, it’s getting better. I love looking at things others haven’t figured out yet, and then working out the problems. Which is probably why my character is so nosy and doesn’t mind her own business in the story.

 If you could work in any profession outside of what you’re doing now, what would it be and why?
Nancy: Oh, wow. Sex therapist? Seriously, how does my character put poor Kristin through all the things she does early in the story? I must have researched those things, right? I’m not the kind of person to go into something blindly. The story doesn’t really spell it out, but come on, I’m a scientist, a thinker. So I must’ve researched sexual activities, then gone out into the field for, you know, hands-on research. So I’d say that proves I have a knack for sex research, so why not sex therapist?

 Did you do your own stunts in MindSlide?
Nancy: Oh, my god. There were no “stunts” per se, just the sex, and yes, that’s me all right. No body doubles. It was nerve wracking. (laughs) The author tried his best to keep the room as clear as possible when any of the sex scenes were drafted, but I was still nervous. I know I was supposed to be this plain Jane in the story, so I shouldn’t worry about my looks, and that’s sort of the point of MindSlide anyway, right? But still, gosh, being naked with a stranger… All I could think of was, “I have no hips!” And Kristin! Wow. I know she’s supposed to be uncomfortable with her looks in the story too, but wow, what a body that woman has.

 What’s one thing you’ve always wanted to do, but just didn’t have the courage or strength to follow through with?
Nancy: Talking to a guy, you know, let him know I’m interested in him and would like to see if we have any chemistry. I’ve done it on occasion, but the number of times I’ve let an opportunity slip through my fingers… I find it hard to be attractive. It’s more than just makeup and clothes, right? It’s those subtle nuances, the looks, the smiles, the appearing relaxed when you’re nervous as anything. I guess this is what gets me in trouble in the story. If I had possessed the courage in the first place, we wouldn’t have a story then, would we? (laughs)

 How do you overcome life’s obstacles?
Nancy: Thinking things through. Distance yourself, keep emotions out of it, and work it out. Now, something about this process breaks down for me in the story. What I put Kristin through is intense. So I think somewhere along the line, deep feelings cloud my otherwise logical mind, and we get the story we have. Wow, would this have been a better answer to your previous question? (laughs)

 If you could change one thing that the author wrote (or told) about your life, what would it be?
Nancy: I think I come across too detached from my emotions. Some of the things I do in the story, well, I don’t think a person could easily do those things. But I’m a secondary character, and the story is all Kristin’s POV, so the reader doesn’t get deep into my thoughts. I guess I’d like a little more insight into my thoughts put into the story, make me a bit more sympathetic.

 Are you the villain of the story?
Nancy: No. Wait, what? No! Sure, I’m an antagonist. I get in Kristin’s way, preventing her from achieving her goal. I even set her back once or twice. But the villain? I didn’t see myself as that.

 Any other upcoming projects you’re in that you’d like to tell us about? Maybe a sequel to MindSlide?
Nancy: I haven’t heard anything about a sequel to MindSlide, but you never know… I’ve completed a new role in another sci-fi story. It’s a futuristic adventure. The main draft is finished, but there are lots of special effects to be done. It’s a smaller role. I play a henchwoman to a space captain, but you never see me on a spaceship. Go figure.

 Thank you for taking time out to talk to us!
Nancy: Thank you for asking! This was fun!

That was fun! How about a short teaser from Mindslide, Alex?

Kristin-Marlene headed for a restroom. Inside, she moistened some towels, went into a stall and cleaned herself off as much as she could for doing it this quickly. She splashed some water by accident on her skirt, but at this point, it was the smallest thing which went wrong today. The spots would dry in minutes.

On the walk back, Kristin-Marlene rehearsed in her head her response to anyone who approached her. Sorry, I’m being paged. Crisis in the lab. As she flashed her security badge at the lab door, she wanted to cry. Now, no one approached her. Why couldn’t her entire foray out of the lab this morning go like this?

She stepped through the second doorway into the inner area, where Marlene-Kristin paced.

“ I was beginning to worry,” Marlene-Kristin said. “You were the one anxious to get back here thirty minutes ago.”

Thirty? She was gone for thirty minutes? She checked the time on one of the computer monitors. Ten-fifty-seven.

Marlene-Kristin put her hands on Kristin-Marlene’s shoulders. “But you’re alright, right?”

Kristin-Marlene nodded.

Marlene-Kristin grabbed her electronic tablet. “Well, the mind-switch lasted this long with no side effects. We could keep it going.”

“ No. Let’s switch back.”

“ Right. It’s best if we sit down, just to play it safe. First, we wire up again.”

They took off their blouses. Kristin-Marlene couldn’t attach the sticky electrodes fast enough. She wanted this to be over.

Something tugged between her legs. She froze. Hadn’t she cleaned the panties good enough? Marlene would notice. Maybe not now, but when she undressed tonight. Was this how Kristin wanted her to find out? Kristin would stew all night, wondering if Marlene discovered what Kristin-Marlene did, or she could tell her now. No, best to wait until the mind-switch back was completed.

Wired up again, they sat down and put on the headgear. Marlene-Kristin smiled reassuringly. “It’ll all be over in a moment.”

Marlene-Kristin tapped at the tablet and Kristin-Marlene felt the dizziness come on again. She fought to keep her eyes open, but the room spun too much. She closed her eyes tight.

When she reopened them, Marlene stood yanking wires and electrodes off herself. Kristin tried to take a deep breath, but her chest felt constricted. She removed the wires and dressed.

“ That was definitely a success,” Marlene said, beaming. She tapped on her tablet some more while she briskly strode toward her desk, but she stopped halfway and looked down her front. Her right hand ran along her thigh and abdomen. She turned to Kristin and chuckled, but her eyes showed no happiness. “My pantyhose feels crooked.”

The room spun again, but this time quantum entanglement wasn’t to blame. Kristin fought to keep her mouth from drying. The two women stared at each, and the brief moment dragged for Kristin. “I ran into Louis.”

“ That’s not—” Marlene’s words died out. Her first horror—the secret she and Louis shared—etched a look of horror across her face. It took her only a couple of seconds to work out the next part. “No—”

“ I didn’t know what to do,” Kristin blurted, tears welling in her eyes. “It all happened so fast. I didn’t have any idea the two of you—I couldn’t get away. He secluded us in a mainframe room. He was all over me.”

“ You should’ve just told him no,” Marlene snarled, her face livid.

“ But he didn’t know he was with me. He thought I was you. What would he think if you turned him down abruptly?”

“ How could you?” Marlene pleaded. Emotional pain twisted her mouth.

“ I told you we shouldn’t leave the lab. I told you we shouldn’t split up. You wouldn’t listen!”

“ So, it’s my fault that you…did it with Louis?”

“ I’m so sorry,” Kristin whimpered.

“ Get out.”

“ What?”

“ Get out. Leave. You’re off the team. As lead, that’s my prerogative. Get out.”

Kristin stared, bewildered. “Where do I go?”

“ I don’t give a fuck. Go to the cafeteria. Go to the restroom. Go home for the rest of the day. Just go. You’re no longer part of this research.” Marlene shuddered with a sob as she picked up a phone. “I’m calling administration, telling them we had a disagreement, and you’re off the project effective immediately.”

Kristin wiped tears away from her mouth and cheeks, retrieved her purse and jacket from her locker and staggered into the hallway.

Alex, I loved this interview and the excerpt! Talking with Nancy was a great way to introduce your book and its plot and characters, and we thank you so much for bringing her along. Tell us, where can we purchase your hot sci-fi novel, Mindslide?

PDF, HTML, or EPUB at WCP/Torrid
On Kindle at Amazon
On Nook at Barnes & Noble 
On Bookstrand

And now that you have us hooked on Mindslide, we'd like to know more about you. Where can we find Alex B. Westphal?

Alex B. Westphal lives in the Midwest and enjoys writing science fiction stories where the science is well thought out and doesn't violate too many of the rules as we know them currently. His first novella is MindSlide (Whiskey Creek Press LLC/Torrid Books, 2013). He is hard at work on a new erotic science fiction novel, a sexy adventure-romance where everything the heroine believes to be true is gradually revealed to be something else, from the man she's fallen for to her entire existence. And the mystery and tension don't put a damper on their sex, but the guys with the stun guns might! Visit his website at http://alexbwestphal.weebly.com/, follow me Twitter at @AlexBWestphal, and he has a brand-new Facebook page.

Readers, thanks for being here to make Alex and Nancy feel at home here on Some Like It Hotter. As always, happy hot and sexy reading!

Tuesday, March 12, 2013


Tuesday Tantalizers is pleased to welcome Nikki Prince and her new Karmic Lust novel Demon TemptedWelcome, Nikki. Please give us a little tantalizer about your current release.
Demon Tempted is my current release. It is the second book in the Karmic Lust Series that I have
with Evernight Publishing. It’s an interracial paranormal set in modern times.

Will you share a little bit about yourself?
I’m a gamer, a full time mother and I work full time in the police department of a community college.

Are you a reader? What types of books do you like?
I’m definitely a reader. I love all types of romance books with the exception of sweet romance. Not to say those are bad stories…I just can’t read them at this point any more. I love spicy to erotic romances. I really have too many authors I like but here’s a few old school authors I loved: Rebecca Brendewyne, Bertrice Small and Johanna Lindsay.

Where do you write? What’s your creative space like?
I write anywhere I can.

What is your favorite writing tool?
My laptop.

You're a mom. What you need your surroundings to be like when you are writing? Do you need quiet?
I can write anywhere and at any time. Noise doesn’t bother me and I can multitask while writing.

What did you want to be when you grew up? Did you realize your dreams?
So many things, but being a writer and to be published was one of those things so I would say yes, I’ve realized my dream in some part and I’m thrilled.

What were you like in high school? Class clown? Nerd? Cheerleader type?
I was a mixture of class clown and nerd.

What’s your favorite theme park? Why?
I loved going to Great America as a child up in Northern California. It just holds great childhood memories.

Is there a secret you’d like to let readers know about you?
Nope…I’m an open book.

Tell us what you’re reading at the moment and what you think of it. Does your favorite
genre influence your writing?
Busy writing not reading anything right now. My genre does influence me though to see what trends are out there.

Do you have a favorite quote you’d like to share?
"I'm selfish, impatient and a little insecure. I make mistakes, I am out of control and at times hard to handle. But if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best."
— Marilyn Monroe

What a great quote! Who are your mentors or inspirations?
I’m inspired by all the writers before me.

What would you say is your most interesting writing quirk?
I like to multitask while I write; it helps me think the story out.

What’s the most challenging aspect of writing, and the most rewarding?
Most challenging aspect for me is the editing part. All of it is rewarding to me from start to finish.

Speaking of editing, how much editing do you do? And when and how do you know that the manuscript is ready? 
I edit as I write. Then edit when I’m done. Send it in and do the edits I’m sent.

What’s your favorite part of this whole writing process?
My favorite part is just writing the story and getting it done. All the rest is icing on the cake.

How do you develop your characters?
Usually I think of a story and the characters just come to me.

Are you a strict outliner, a pantser, or something in between?
I fly by the seat of my pants. I can’t outline, never been able to.

Okay, we're definitely hooked! Where can we buy Demon Tempted?
Amazon Kindle
Barnes & Noble Nook

Before we go, tell us a bit more about Nikki Prince.
Nikki Prince is a mother of two, who’s always had a dream to be a published author in the romance genre. Her passion lies in raising her children as readers, gaming, cooking, reading and her writing. Her mother can now breathe easy about the child who used to get in trouble because she was hiding books everywhere and reading when it wasn’t appropriate.

Nikki’s a multi-published author with several epublishing houses. She loves to write Interracial romances in all genres, but wants to let everyone know to not box her in, because there is always room for growth.

Nikki’s also a member of Romance Writers of America National chapter (http://www.rwa.org) and OCC/RWA local chapter (http://www.occrwa.org) and is a member of the board as Co-Programs Director. She is also a member of the online chapter Passionate Ink RWA.

Nikki, what if we haven't had enough yet? Where we can find more?

Nikki, thank you for being here. Readers, this is only the first part of Nikki's trove of information. Watch for Part II at a later date! And as always, happy hot and sexy reading!

Tuesday, March 5, 2013


"Heat rose from her breasts to her cheeks. She might have swallowed something alive, something that slithered about tickling all her secret places, bringing them to life as well. Dear God in Heaven, what would the nuns say?"

Velda Brotherton's historical romances simmer. Now in her eighth decade, Velda is still busy delivering sexy heroes and spunky heroines for our reading pleasure. We're lucky to have this whirlwind author here on Tuesday Tantalizers as she tries to lasso Calder Raines, the outlaw of WILDA'S OUTLAW: THE VICTORIANS, for an interview.

VB: Calder, I'm pleased you could take some time off from your - er - work to sit down with me for a visit.
Calder Raines: That's okay. The boys rode out last week to check a thing or two, so I don't have much to do.
VB: Hmm, that's good. Tell me if you don't mind. How did you get in this business of outlawing?
CR: Tell you a little secret. It's not what I wanted to do, for sure. But it sort of runs in the family. My uncle and his boys, Dad and my brother, you know? I didn't want to let my folks down and take up some other occupation. To tell you the truth, I ain't very good at robbing folks. Makes me nervous cause I would sure hate to shoot someone. Especially a pretty lady.
VB: That's completely understandable. Speaking of pretty ladies, I understand that you first met Wilda Duncan when you robbed a train on which she was riding.
CR: Yep, that's true. And that's just what I mean. You see, if I'd gone in there shooting up the place, why she might have gotten hurt, and I would've hated that, seeing as how things turned out between us.
VB: Oh, and how was that?
CR:  Turns out she was coming here to America from England by way of Scotland to marry some Lord, you know one of those remittance men from a rich family. Those Englishmen have an odd custom. The oldest son, he gets the estate and the title, and the rest of them are just sh** out of luck. Oh, they get an allowance, but they're sent on their way. I reckon all the land over there's all bought up, 'cause some of 'em are coming to America to buy land. In this case, he built a castle for his new bride, one he'd picked out before he left his country. Then when she got here she didn't like him. Can't say as I blame her. He wasn't very nice, thought he could tell her what to do. She's not that kind of woman, and so she wanted out of the marriage. But, well, he'd agreed to care for her sister and cousin. Kind of a trade-off for her agreeing to marry him, and she was afraid he'd toss them out.
VB: My goodness. Well, what did that have to do with you? Don't tell me she hired you to get rid of him?
CR: On, no. Nothing like that. I don't do that. Nope. She sends me this note after we had a right exciting first meeting on that train. Asks me to come out to this fella's place and meet her in the barn.
VB: And you went?
CR: Sure did. She was right pretty and we hit it off first thing. I took one look at those eyes of hers and couldn't resist. A man would be crazy to say no. Anyway, when I got there it turned out she wanted me to kidnap her, figuring that way this Lord wouldn't blame her for not being around when the wedding date came up. She'd get out of the marriage and her sister and cousin wouldn't be punished.
VB: But what about you? Couldn't you get in a great deal of trouble if you were caught?
CR: Well, we did discuss that, but she said something that made it okay. She said I'd probably be hung if they caught me anyway, considering all me and the boys had been up to. Even without the kidnapping, I was a wanted fugitive, so what did I have to lose?
VB: And so you agreed?
CR: Yep. Right there on the spot, as it turned out. Tossed her over my shoulder, told her to scream and throwed her on my horse. Never occurred to me she had on so many clothes, though. That hoop under her skirt looped itself over Windmill's rump and stuck up in the air over my head, bouncing up and down so I could hardly see. Spooked old Windmill some, but we got away from there fast, her screaming and me riding hell bent for leather. Pardon the expression, ma'am.
VB: Certainly. Well, my goodness, it sounds like you had a rather rocky beginning.
CR: More like her having the rocky beginning. She fell off in the creek and that's when I convinced her to get rid of all that folderol she was wearing. Seeing as how it was sopping wet and too heavy for her to walk in, let alone ride. Besides, Windmill let it be known she couldn't climb back on in that condition anyway. It was either strip down some or walk, which she couldn't do either.
VB: I take it you escaped, since you're not in jail. Are things going well for you now? Are you still together?
CR: Yep. The boys are insisting she help us rob the bank in Victoria City, but I'm not sure how that's going to go.
VB: Uh, yes, well. Thanks so much for coming here today. I think it might be a good idea if you ---
CR: Lit out? I think you might be right. I'd appreciate it if you didn't say anything about this for a few days, at least till we get this job done. I think me and her might take off for California soon.
VB: That might be a good plan. Thanks for talking to me.
CR: Oh, you're right welcome.
VB: The last we heard, Calder and Wilda were hiding out from a search party sent out by Lord Blair Prescott. We hope all goes well for them.

Sounds like neither Calder nor Wilda suspected what was in store for them! Give us a longer teaser from the book, please, Velda.

 by Velda Brotherton

“Calder,” she murmured, and ran her hand up under his shirt along the laddering of his ribs. Soft down, warm skin, tight muscles aquiver under her touch. He replied in a language she did not know, but understood, breathed her name. She shifted enough to touch his mouth with hers once again, prolonging the taste of him. Honey and coffee and a masculine essence that she would have known anywhere, in any dark corner of the universe. Blindfolded, she could follow him across endless miles of prairie. If she kissed a hundred men, a thousand men, she would always know this one, above and beyond all the rest. For what remained of her life.
His arm tightened around her waist, the other hand cupped her buttocks to pull her even closer. A groan rumbled from deep in his throat. Under her cheek the rise and fall of his chest, the beat of his heart, the racing of blood through his veins. A rhythm, a haunting song needing no words.
His mouth covered hers in a gentle plea for more, his desire throbbing against her like a live, insistent, most secret thing. That she did not know how to quench his needs frightened and enthralled her. Passion washed over her until there was nothing else. Not her hopes or dreams, not her fears for Tyra and Rowena, nor her dread of all her tomorrows.
He uttered her name over and over. A mantra whispered against her skin, igniting yet another flame. Even as the repetition faded, she sensed his withdrawal, a stillness that coalesced into retreat. She could not let him go, would not, her fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt.
Though she desperately prayed for it, he did not try to kiss her again. Instead he put space between them, took long deep breaths and stared toward the horizon as if he sensed something about to appear there. After a long moment of silence, he pried her fingers loose. Uttered the words she had dreaded.

Simmering writing! Tell us more about Velda Brotherton.

Velda Brotherton writes of romance in the old west with an authenticity that makes her many historical characters ring true. A knowledge of the rich history of our country comes through in both her fiction and nonfiction books, as well as in her writing workshops and speaking engagements.  She just as easily steps out of the past into contemporary settings to create novels about women with the ability to conquer life’s difficult challenges. Tough heroines, strong and gentle heroes, villains to die for, all live in the pages of her novels and books.

Below are a just a few of the places you can find Velda Brotherton:

Velda, thanks for visiting SOME LIKE IT HOTTER. Readers: As always, happy hot and sexy reading!