Please help me welcome one of my favorite romance writers, Inez Kelley author of Coming Clean and Talk Dirty to Me. She's here to talk about why it's good to be bad and to share some excerpts of her newest release, Lipstick on His Collar. :)
Just a Little Bit Bad.......
Are you a good girl? Have you ever just wanted to let loose and be… a little bit bad?
I don’t mean like rob a bank bad or knock off that annoying neighbor and hide his body in the garden bad. No, just a little bit bad. You know, take a dare, do something outrageous, step out of your law-abiding, moral life for one night and just experience debauchery in all its intoxicating glory.
Maybe you think you left those days behind at college, when nobody blinked at the girl running around in a wet t-shirt at a party or the guy who got so drunk he proposed to the keg. Maybe you are too bogged down with real adult life (paying bills, advancing your career, raising your kids) and those fleeting thoughts of letting go seem as far away as the clouds. Maybe you are too shy to ever do anything to draw attention to yourself in any venue.
But here’s a secret… Being a little bit bad… it feels soooo good.
It can be anything that FEELS decadent. An extra large slice of cheesecake always tastes so much better than a tiny wedge. That totally cheese-tastic movie is wonderful when watched in your pajamas at noon. Whistling at the construction worker’s tight ass while walking by makes him smile and you, too. Harmlessly flirting with the guy in front of you in the check-out line makes you feel ten years younger.
Now, the trick to these BE BAD moments is not to indulge too often. They lose their magic, their charm if used too much. They must be carefully doled out, portioned like fine chocolates and savored. Then they maintain their ability to transport us, for a little while, into that exciting realm of The BAD GIRLS CLUB.
In LIPSTICK ON HIS COLLAR, both the main characters are stepping out of their normal, cautious lives and talking a walk on the BAD side. Lady won’t even tell Bram her name. She wants one thing, okay, she wants two things…
Steamy hot and erotic, her tongue rasped over his jaw and down his neck, nipping, biting. Her hand stroked him, a too-slow rhythm that only propelled his hunger. She could be whoever she wanted, have anything she wanted—his car, his wallet, maybe she wanted his left nut, it didn’t matter.
“What do you want, lady?”
“Cotton candy and a night at the fair. After that, you, hard and fast…and more than once.”
As for Bram, well, he’s normally a nice guy but for one night…
This wasn’t him. He didn’t pick up strange woman, nameless ones at that, and indulge in wild one-night stands. Some men in his position might, but not him. But he was going to. Tonight. With her. Whatever her name was. Self-recrimination could come later.
When you get two people letting go of inhibitions and just going with the moment, things are bound to get steamy!
One eye narrowed, she scrutinized him. “You’re a nice guy, Bram.”
Such simple words, they shouldn’t have hit him as hard as they did. But because they came from her lips, they meant something. He couldn’t even begin to fathom why.
“Thank you.”
A naughty little tongue licked out, sliding along her upper lip. “And still…somehow, I think underneath all that nice, you’re a little bit bad too.”
If she had any clue how bad he wanted to be with her… Leaning close, he nuzzled below her ear, sucking in her lemon scent that made him crave a more intimate feminine sugar. “Want to be bad with me?”
Her fingers walked down his stomach, grazed his belt and cupped his half-hard cock. “Bad is going to be good. I can feel it.”
So give yourself permission and every once in a while, cut loose, go with the flow and just… be just a little bit bad. You never know how much you will enjoy it. Or what it could lead to.
LIPSTICK ON HIS COLLAR
He never thought his next wildfire would be wearing a red dress.
“Make me your goddess and I’ll take you to heaven.” This sultry promise sparks a scorching, unforgettable one-night stand. The next morning Bram Winters awakes with a hickey and a head full of wicked memories—alone. His nameless goddess is gone without a trace, along with his shirt. And his heart.
Five months later, he stumbles across his mystery lady in a Laundromat, but she still won’t give up her name. Worse, she begs him to leave, no questions asked. Once he catches the spark of terror in her eyes, though, his firefighter training takes over—and he digs in for the duration.
Lady never wanted Bram to see her life’s ugly underside, but it’s too late—his socks are already in the washer. He was supposed to be her declaration of independence from her unstable ex, a bittersweet memory to carry into her new life.
Except the ex continues to stalks her. And Bram’s reappearance sends her emotions and desires tumbling over the edge. As the minutes wear on, sexual tension rises faster than the steam from a hot water wash.
And Lady’s ex watches from the shadows, growing more furious by the minute…
Product Warnings: Scorching sex, icy scissor play and an anonymous woman taking a wet slide down one hot ex-fireman’s pole. Beware of hot flashes and spontaneous combustion. Correct change not required.
How can you pass up a book that comes with a warning of icy scissor play?
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Inez Kelley is a multi-published author of various romance genres. You can visit her at her website http://inezkelley.com/ Follow Inez on twitter at @Inez_Kelley or on Facebook at http://www.facebook.com/inez.kelley
