Welcome
back to the Weird, the Wild, and the Wicked. Today I have the honor of hosting contemporary
erotic romance author Elyzabeth M. Valey with a new release through Evernight
Publishing,
Welcome Aboard. I met Elyzabeth
at Six Sentence Sunday and like me, she's been defined as weird for a long time
now. She fits right in here. ;) Elyzabeth has graciously offered an excerpt of her new release. Remember this is erotic romance, so if that's not your thing, please
exit stage right. :)
Welcome,
Elyzabeth. Thank you for being with me today.
Thank
you for having me, Siobhan! It’s great to be here.
What
started you on the path to becoming an erotic romance author?
Santa.
LOL. I’ll explain. When I started writing with the conscious decision to be published,
I wrote sweet romance but I wasn’t getting any acceptance letters. One cold
December night, an idea occurred to me and I decided to spice things up a bit.
I was an avid erotic romance reader, so why not a writer? Thus, The Sweetest Christmas Candy came to
existence and I
walked the first steps down the erotic romance path as an author.
So you're on the naughty list, yes? Lol Congratulations
on your recent release on Welcome Aboard with
Evernight Publishing. Introduce us to the main characters and premise of your
story.
Here is
the blurb: Julie is on vacation!
After months of breaking her back at the office she’s ready for a weekend of
absolute relaxation: a little reading, good food and some lazing at the beach
are her idea of a perfect plan. However, when a handsome man with a sexy smile
and naughty accent takes the seat next to hers on the train she’ll enter a
wicked ride of passion and delight that will blow her mind and body away.
The
story centers around Julie, but there are also two very fine looking gentlemen
that share her trip: William and Richard. The story is not a ménage, but I
won’t say more. You’ll have to read it
to find out how they’re both involved with Julie and her naughty train ride.
*laughs evilly*
Did
anything in particular inspire this story?
I guess
you could say my daily commute inspired the story. I spend around 2 hours a day
on buses and subway trains to and back from work. My Kindle and my notebook are
my faithful companions during those trips and during one of them they conspired
with the Muse to come up with Welcome
Aboard.
Your
story has the travel-romance element in it. What attracted you to write that
style of romance?
It was
an unconscious decision, although once again I guess it’s all the long hours I
spend on public transport what started it. Though it hasn’t happened to me, the
possibility of meeting someone while on a trip is always there. I just took it
a few steps further with Julie.
What
other projects are on the horizon for you that we’re likely to see?
Well,
I’m super excited because this Friday April 12th my paranormal
–urban fantasy erotic romance, A Dragon’s
Heart, A Demon’s Tale releases! And last week I signed a contract for an
upcoming mm erotic romance titled Spanish
Diversion. Both stories will be published
by Evernight Publishing so if you’re interested you’ll be able to snag a copy
there or on any other major retailer.
Thank you
for joining me today, Elyzabeth, and we look forward to all your upcoming
releases!
Thank
you for having me, Siobhan! It’s been a pleasure :-)
If you’d
like a copy of Welcome Aboard, you
can find it at:
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like a copy of Elyzabeth's other books, you can find them at:
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Excerpt:
“We’re on a train,” she hissed,
gesticulating wildly.
William laughed, the lines on his
forehead vanishing.
“I noticed.” He lifted the armrest and
placed his hand on her thigh again. Julie bit back an unwanted moan. “What you failed to have seen, my sweet, is
that we’re the only ones in this particular wagon.” He smiled smugly, drumming
her thighs in a rhythm that almost had her lifting her hips.
Julie huffed. Yes, her body was weak
with desire but she wouldn’t back down so easily.
“It’s a public space.”
“And doesn’t that excite you?” William
asked, grasping her flesh, his fingers digging into her skin pleasurably.
Julie’s thoughts scattered. This was
crazy. Out right crazy. She wasn’t a one-night-stand kind of girl. Sex in
public had been out of the question, and yet—
She observed William. He was impassive,
waiting for her resolution while toying with her lust. She shook her head. They
could get caught. There could be cameras on the train and it was illegal.
“It’s illegal!” she blurted as the tips
of his exploring fingers brushed against her sex.
“So?”
Grasping a strand of her hair between thumb
and forefinger, he caressed it before neatly placing it behind her ear,
brushing his thumb over the shell.
“It’s only illegal if we get caught, my
sweet. I have no intention of allowing that.”
“But--”
His brown eyes bore into hers, the
desire swirling in them making her weak at the knees.
“You want to, Julie. I know you do.”
“How?” She cried out the question as he
finally pried his way underneath her jeans, resting his fingers above her
soaking panties.
“For one, you’ve been squirming in that chair,
a lot.” He smiled at her obvious discomfort. “Then,” he murmured, rubbing his
finger over her swollen nether lips. “You’re dripping wet. If I wanted to, if
you wanted to, I could probably slide this finger inside you without any
restraint whatsoever. Maybe even two.”
This was so wrong. His scorching eyes
begged her to accept the challenge. Julie bit down on her lip. She couldn’t say
yes, not here.
“Tell me you want to, Julie.”
William’s finger found its way under the
elastic of her thong. A moan became lodged in her throat as he touched her,
learning the wet contours of her cunt with a single digit.
“I—"
She hesitated. Did she want to? Did she
really want to do this crazy thing? The tip of his finger hovered over her
entrance, daring her to accept.
“Say yes, Julie.” His gaze was heated,
his breath as shallow as hers.
She wanted this. Damned be it all, she
wanted William’s fingers deep inside her pussy. She wanted the dazzling
pleasure, the relief to the unrelenting throbbing between her legs. The
realization of what she was about to do spiked her desire and cut off her
ability to speak. Opening her legs wider, she smiled shakily. William’s lips
parted slightly, his gaze fierce as he pushed a finger inside her. Julie
reclined against her seat. Her eyes fluttered shut and she whimpered as another
thick digit joined the first. She responded to him. He was her master puppeteer
and she was his puppet, rolling her hips with every thrust.
“You want more?” he murmured, his lips
hovering over hers.
Julie opened her eyes. William regarded
her, his long lashes framing deep eyes that she couldn’t help thinking belonged
to a poet at heart.
“Yes,” she whispered, closing the
distance. Soft and compliant, she mewled her approval, as she tasted him. Her fear
had vanished and left behind an ardor that required urgent appeasing. William
grunted into her mouth as she teased his bottom lip, nipping at the full bow
with relish. Tilting his head to the side, he swept his tongue over the seams
of her mouth in a request for entrance. She granted it readily, taking in his
tongue with a desperate hunger that rivaled his as they tangled.
He
was relentless, his fingers toying with her sex even as he kissed her. In and
out, the thick digits of his left hand pumped into her slowly. It was a
delicious torture that only succeeded in making her hotter and more desperate
for what was to come.
Thank you so much for stopping by and happy reading! :)