I’m happy to share my blog today with another fellow Decadent Publishing author, Elizabeth Morgan. She is excited to let everyone know about her first release with DP, On the Rocks, which is part of The Edge Erotica Series.
Hello! My name is Elizabeth Morgan and I would just like to say it is a pleasure to be here. Thank you, Starla for letting me hang out at your blog.
Today I will be sharing a short excerpt with you from my new dark paranormal erotic f/f “On the Rocks.”
“On the Rocks,” was a first for me on a number of levels. It’s the first short story I have ever written as well as being the first erotic book, and the first to star two leading ladies. I never pick who my leads are going to be when I start a new project. 9 out of 10 times the characters come up to me with a story, and although the story for “On the Rocks,” occurred while I was searching through one of my encyclopedias, it was meeting my leading ladies, Meghan and Zenzie, which really pushed the story forward.
I had to admit I was a little hesitant at first about writing a book with two leading females, but once I got to know the gals, well, I had a ball. “On the Rocks,” has actually been one of my favourite stories to write to date, and I am so thrilled to be sharing it with you all.
I hope you enjoy the excerpt. J
On the Rocks is the hottest club on South Padre Island, and Meghan’s new workplace.
If the warped mermaid uniform isn’t enough, the fact that she can’t stop thinking about the club’s singer, Zenzie, is. Everything about the female gets Meghan hot, but when she finally gets her shot with the temptress, it turns out Zenzie isn’t as perfect, or as human, as Meghan thought.
Her warm breath skated down my neck causing a shiver to curl around my spine. She straightened then slid her hands through my hair. My eyelids fluttered at the feel of her fingertips stroking over my temples and along my hairline.
“I saw you watching us.”
I stared at her. “Excuse me?”
“Do you like watching?” She retrieved a few items from the vanity table, twisted two sections of my hair, and pushed the hair clips into place. “It’s all right. You can tell me, Meghan.”
My body tightened at the husky way she said my name. The knot between my legs pulsed under her piercing stare. I had no idea how, or even why she managed to get under my skin, but God, I wanted her.
“I’m not a pervert or anything.”
“I know you’re not.” She slid a chain of small red flowers into the black mass of my hair.
“I just heard a noise. I guess my curiosity got the best of me.” I shifted on my seat. “I’m sorry—”
“Don’t be. I liked you watching.”
My nails dug into my knees as her hands moved down my throat. Her skin like satin—her touch, soft. She ran her fingertips over the top of my breasts.
“I would have asked you to join us, if you hadn’t run.” Her gaze caught mine again while she slid her hand inside my skin-tone bra. “Will you run now, or will you do what we both know you want to do?”
Elizabeth lives in a small country village in Cheshire, England, with two cats. You will always find her on the computer, blasting music and writing away. She started life wanting to be an actress because she loved performing. She enjoyed nothing more than being able to make people laugh, to distract them from reality for a few hours. She studied Musical Theatre in college, but during her second year, her mind started to overflow with ideas for scripts and she began writing plays. Slowly over the following three years, she was writing more and more, channeling her imagination into more detailed manuscripts…
Here she is, years later, hiding away like a hermit, writing like crazy and loving every minute of it.
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Blog: (Shared with Dianna Hardy): http://notjustastiffupperlip.blogspot.co.uk/