Up Against a Wall

Our guest today is Em Petrova, to share her thoughts on sex, and an excerpt of her newest Controlled Burn by Em Petrovasexy story:

Hello, friends! I’m so happy to be here today and to share my latest ponderings. One of the best perks about my job (besides looking at eye candy for inspiration) is thinking about sex in every possible way. Today I was thinking about the most uncomfortable places to have sex. Here are a few I came up with.

Against a tree—besides Lyme’s Disease-carrying ticks, you might be in for some major chafing from the bark. Or apples might fall on your head. While you’re in the throes of ecstasy, a bird might let loose above you, splattering you with something nasty. Or hell, the whole naked-in-the-outdoors might make the whole experience more exciting than ever!

In a public restroom—While I know a lot of people who do this, say at a club or at a restaurant, I find public restrooms to be sooo gross. I personally don’t find it sexy to be thrown against a filthy tile wall that may be coated in God knows what! And the thought of being bent over one of those toilets… *shudder* If you’ve had a good experience in a public restroom, I’d love to hear from you. Please persuade me to give this a try!

In a car—We’ve all had a go in a car. But we have to be contortionists to get around gear shifts that are sticking in your side or keep your head from slamming repeatedly off the window. The back seat is slightly more comfortable, and if you have the ability to flip down seats, all the better!

On the stairs—I’ve read books with characters who have sex on the stairs, but if you’ve ever tried it, it hurts. Treads digging into your back, and it’s impossible to get that perfect angle that hits the perfect spot. Maybe taking it from behind is best in this case.

Anywhere with a loose pet—there’s that uncomfortable moment where there’s a tongue on your thigh that is not your partner’s. You know what I mean?

In a barn—Itchy hay in all the wrong places. Then again, romping with a sexy cowboy would make up for the rash, yes?

Where are some places that you’ve had uncomfortable sex? I’d love to hear from you! One lucky commenter will win a deck of Ellora’s Cave Romance Trading Cards, so please leave a comment!

I’ll also leave you with a short excerpt from my upcoming 12-12-12 release CONTROLLED BURN-Firehouse 5 series book 2. Enjoy!

Blurb:

Fire Chief Pearce Johnson has been struggling with his attraction to fellow team member and special ops guy Mitch Morelli. In the sauna, long looks turn into a steamy self-love encounter. Pearce runs home and tells his wife of fifteen years all about it—resulting in a five-alarm blaze between them.

Ellie has always suspected her husband would crave another relationship with a man. When he brings Mitch into their fantasies, she encourages Pearce to explore this newfound sexual link even as she longs for the big Italian firefighter to visit their bed. But taming two firemen might be tougher than she thinks.

Mitch can’t get enough of his rugged chief and Ellie’s femininity. But on the job, his boss pushes him away and purposely avoids working with him. Wounded, Mitch is finished trying to see his lover’s point of view, until one perilous event makes them all wake up and realize love is too precious to ignore.

Excerpt RATED STEAMING PANTIES ADULT:

 At the familiar jangle of her husband’s keys in the lock, a tingle shot down Ellie’s spine. She flipped open the satin flap of her robe and let her thighs fall apart slightly, hoping to offer Pearce an enticing view after a hard day at Firehouse 5.

His muscled shoulder appeared through the crack in the door and the rest of his bulky form followed. Her libido kicked into overdrive. For four days,  he’d been working back-to-back shifts and she’d been out of her mind with need. If tonight fell through, she was going to stow away in his locker and pop out like a Wife Surprise.

She let him adjust to dim glow of the candlelight. His gaze locked on her and immediate want flashed behind his hazel eyes. The heavy items he’d been holding thudded as he dropped them to the floor.

His chest rumbled. “Mmm. I see I get dessert before the main course.”

Her nipples bunched at that growl, eager to feel his mouth humming against her flesh. “Baby, you get anything you want.”

Something dark slid behind his eyes and he dropped his attention to his steel-toed boots. He bent to unlace them and toed them off.

Ellie waited, pulse racing. Damn, she hoped he was seriously up to pouring himself into a night of lovemaking. She couldn’t wait anymore and the collection of toys he’d given her to satisfy her bodily wants while he captained the biggest firehouse in the city wasn’t doing the trick anymore. She needed a real man between her legs—she needed Pearce.

He straightened up and met her gaze. Her breath caught half in, half out as she noted that smolder in his eyes. Everything in her demanded she get up and cross the room to him, throw herself in his strong arms and seduce him right out of his tighty whities.

But tonight he was going to come after her. She deserved it, after he’d made her wait.

A trickle of cream escaped her tight folds and oozed down her inner thigh. She spread her legs farther to allow him a glimpse.

Right on cue, he groaned. He scrubbed a hand over his face. “Damn, woman, you’ve been waiting for me.”

“Been thinking about you for days.” She crooked a finger and he started forward as if on an invisible puppet thread.

Her heart raced faster as he neared. His thigh muscles bulged beneath his snug-fitting jeans and the top two buttons of his shirt were open, giving her a hint of man chest. Heaviness weighed in her core.

“Darlin’, I’ve been dying to get home to you too.” He plucked her off the sofa and sank to the cushions in one swift movement. She found herself cradled on his lap, legs dangling over one thick thigh and her pussy against his bulging erection.

She wriggled and snaked her arms around his neck. Even after fifteen years of marriage, he was all she wanted. She lived, ate and breathed Pearce Johnson. Long ago, when she’d discovered she couldn’t have his babies, she’d decided she’d been gifted with an amazing man and she’d make the most of every minute. Lately, however, she’d felt a strain in him—a strain she hoped was simply fatigue from working long, stressful hours.

Hopefully tonight would bring him some ease.

A husband + a wife + a hunky Italian firefighter = Five Alarm Blaze. CONTROLLED BURN by Em Petrova http://www.jasminejade.com/p-10559-controlled-burn.aspx

Em Petrova

~where words mean so much more~

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The phallic world of the ancient Greeks

The research for my erotic romance series, GODS OF LOVE, has taken me to some interesting places. So many ancient Greek gods, so many myths, so much lust and intrigue from which to weave a story or three.

My latest WIP in the series, SEX CLUB SECRETS, has led me on a merry dance, research-wise. From a virtual tour inside a modern-day NY sex club, to articles and posts about sex toys and their uses in the ancient world. Yep. A very merry dance indeed!

Did you know that the earliest known dildo was made of stone and dates back more than 30,000 years to the late Stone Age?

To the ancient Greeks, and therefore to the gods who populate my GODS OF LOVE novellas, the penis was a symbol of fertility, even more so than a woman’s womb. In one simplified version of Greek mythology, the male god Zeus gave birth to the Olympian gods. Any wonder then, that the humble dildo, often made of leather or wood, was a popular toy for both men and women?

Called an olisbo, these phallic shaped objects feature regularly in the art of the ancient Greeks, which often show a man using an olisbo to pleasure a woman, or a woman using one to pleasure herself. Feminists have suggested that the dildo featured so prominently because the ancient Greek culture of penis worship could not conceive of sex without a phallus being present in some way.

Incidentally, olive oil, so common today in our kitchens and restaurants, doubled back then as a pretty effective lube!

This mindset of phallus worship has pervaded my GODS OF LOVE stories thus far, and will continue for now in SEX CLUB SECRETS, an erotic M/M/F novella featuring Ella, her best friend Kade, and their meeting with Anteros, the ancient god of unrequited love and one of the erotes (aspects of Eros).

This is the third instalment in the series that began in PLATINUM PASSION with Pothos, Jake and Jeannie, followed by the recently released transsexual romance, APHRODITE CALLING.

Here is a short Adult-rated snippet from APHRODITE CALLING (GODS OF LOVE #2) that illustrates this ongoing celebration of the male sex organ:

His torso was everything she had already known it would be from her brief exploration of his body a few minutes earlier. Chiseled muscle and smooth caramel skin, the nipples small and hard like decorative brown pebbles in a chest so magnificent she’d never seen one like it before outside of a cinema.

“Whoa.” She scooted onto her elbows, then sat up fully to watch as he removed the rest of his clothing. “So, you work out how many hours a day?”

He was facing slightly away from her, sliding off his underwear, revealing a tight butt and strong thigh muscles that flexed as he bent then straightened. He turned his head to stare at her over his left shoulder and her breath caught at the look of sheer desire in his eyes. He does look like a god, she thought. A sex god. How the hell did I get so lucky?

“I don’t need to work out, Gina. I am a god of love. I get all the exercise I need in other ways.”

There was no mistaking what he meant. The fire from his gaze suffused her body. He turned to face her fully, then, and the breath she was holding escaped in a gasp borne of panic and craving. He was enormous; there was no other word for it. The cock jutted out and up, fully erect. His balls beneath were large as well, but pulled up tightly near his body. Clearly he was almost ready to release himself. She remembered what that felt like.

No wonder he’s breathing so hard.

She focused on the network of veins beneath the darkened flesh and the glistening drop of pre-cum crowning his cock. She wanted to lean over and take him into her mouth, taste the juice of this gorgeous Adonis and suck him into abandon. The musky smell of impending sex surrounded her.

But the panic that edged her need refused to go away. There was no way she’d be able to take him inside her. He was just too big. He’d rip apart all the good work her surgeon had done. And yet…he looked just as she imagined a god of love might look. So tempting. So incredibly, fucking hot. So exactly what she needed to really make herself feel like a woman.

“I want to taste your cock, Himeros.” Maybe he’d come in her mouth and she wouldn’t have to take him into her pussy. She wanted to, though. Oh, lord, how she wanted to feel Himeros deep inside her body; his rock-hard dick sheathed tightly in her vagina. A man inside her properly for the very first time.

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Now here’s a little Adult-rated snippet from the first novella in the series, PLATINUM PASSION:

She tried reaching out to Jake as she saw the tell-tale signs of fluid on his cock shining in the moonlight, but was pinned too effectively beneath Pothos. He was so close to coming and she wanted him inside her.

She wanted both of them sheathed inside her.

Pothos saw what she was striving for. “Come, Jake,” he said. “Join us.”

He rolled to the side, stilled impaled inside Jeannie and taking her with him, and then she felt her husband behind her, the juicy head of his cock pressing into her rear.

“Okay?” Jake’s voice was hoarse and she knew what he was really asking. This was something she’d never let him do before, and she bit her lip. Could she do this? Could she take both of them at once? Would it hurt?

“Yes,” she sobbed. “Do it, Jakey.”

And he did, gliding into her with an ease she wasn’t expecting, so slick with pre-cum that it made his entry relatively painless.

Pothos groaned, possibly at the pressure of Jake’s entry tightening her vaginal passage around him. She was so full of man she was afraid she might burst. Then they both began to drive into her body, first one, then the other, tag teaming, separated only by a thin sheath of her inner flesh, and the world as she knew it splintered around her.

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Jennifer Lynne writes sensual and erotic romance including the popular GODS OF LOVE series. PLATINUM PASSION (GODS OF LOVE #1) was a Best Book of 2011 nominee in GLBT Fantasy Romance at The Romance Reviews. The recently released APHRODITE CALLING (GODS OF LOVE #2) was a Book of the Month nominee at LASR and is garnering great reviews at Amazon and Goodreads. Find out more at Jennifer’s website.

Review – Inside Heat by Roz Lee

As an author of ménage romance myself, I was keen to sample Roz Lee’s latest ménage a trois erotic romance, INSIDE HEAT, and boy, did she deliver a home run or three!

I loved INSIDE HEAT for many reasons – well-drawn and likeable characters (yep, made it to first base), an introduction to the fascinating world of baseball, where “inside heat” takes on a multitude of meanings (second base) plus sizzling M/F/M sex scenes (definitely third base).

So we’re sitting at third base right now, feeling hot and horny – what makes this one a home run?

Well, most of all, I loved Ms. Lee’s story because it offers more than simply a bit of hot ménage sex against a backdrop of professional baseball. Essentially, INSIDE HEAT crossed over from a piece of erotica into a true love story, and that’s what makes this one a home run, in my view.

Jeff and Jason Holder are stars of the Mustangs baseball team. Megan is a pediatric nurse who meets the famous twins when she seeks an autograph for one of her patients. Their developing ménage liaison moves from physical gratification to a full committed relationship in a way that is believable despite Megan’s misgivings. But when the balance of attraction shifts to a situation where one or more of these very real characters might miss out on their Happy Ever After, the story takes on a more subtle and complex layer.

Ms. Lee has created three protagonists who all – to differing degrees – find their hearts engaged and at risk of being broken.

INSIDE HEAT delivers everything an erotic romance needs to make it all the way home, with an emotion-packed love story in which the Happy Ever After is not necessarily a given.

I look forward to the next volume in the MUSTANGS BASEBALL series.

Reviewed by Jennifer Lynne.

INSIDE HEAT is available HERE.

Sexual Freedom in Greek Mythology

One of the most interesting aspects of the research into Greek mythology for my Gods of Love erotic romance series, has been the discovery  that the ancient Greeks did not define sexual orientation or behavior by gender. Rather, they looked at sex from a Dom/sub point of view. One person as the dominant penetrator, and the other as the submissive penetrated, regardless of gender.

Gender in fact, became almost irrelevant as sex and sexual activity did not come attached with the social “labels” that we use today – gay, lesbian or transgender, for example.

The lack of moral judgement on sexual activity, and the growth of mythologies around particular gods and goddesses as patrons of different types of love, was extremely appealing to me as an erotic romance author developing ideas for a GLBT themed trilogy that would place ancient Greek gods into a modern day setting.

Shades of…hmm, dare I say it? Yep! Grey, rather than black and white. The idea of almost infinite possibilities for love and desire, without the moral labels, intrigues me. And I’m wondering if maybe we should be taking some lessons from ancient history?

In my first story in the Gods of Love trilogy, Platinum Passion, I introduced Pothos, god of sexual yearning and one of the erotes (aspects of Eros and the children of Aphrodite, goddess of love and sexuality). Pothos visits Jake and Jeannie on the night of their twentieth wedding anniversary to fulfill Jake’s wish to experience bisexual love and to help Jeannie regain the sexual spark that their long-term marriage has been missing.

Aphrodite Calling (Gods of Love #2), is about Himeros, god of sexual desire and brother to Pothos. He responds to the call from Gina, a post-surgery, male to female transsexual, whose desire to be accepted as a woman touches Himeros like no other call before.

The third story in this trilogy, tentatively titled Sex Club Secrets, will be about Anteros, god of requited/unrequited love, who has settled into modern life as the owner of a sex club. Anteros is a naughty boy at heart, and he has a whole lot of fun with two bisexual friends who need the blinkers removed in order to see the truth directly in front of them.

Each of these stories is a stand-alone read, but with the common theme of the erotes running as a thread throughout them all. The freedom I’ve felt in writing these varied storylines has come directly from my research, and from my discovery that not everyone throughout history has defined sexual orientation or gender in the same way that we do today.

What do you think? Can we learn something from those ancient Greeks? Do you enjoy a touch of mythology in your erotic romance, and if so, what are your favorite mythologies/myths?

Here’s a short snippet from Platinum Passion (Gods of Love #1)– a Best Book of 2011 nominee in GLBT Fantasy Romance at The Romance Reviews. It is available for only 99 cents at Amazon, All Romance ebooks and Barnes & Noble:

“Are you ready again, Jake?” Pothos asked, and he nodded.

“Yeah.” His voice was hoarse.

“Jake.” Jeannie spoke his name again, but this time with understanding. She could probably read the rampant desire in his face. Her lips parted and she asked hesitantly, “Who do you want?”

He reached for her beneath the water, felt the curve of her hip and pulled her close. She gasped when she came into contact with his cock. Hell, he felt like gasping himself, he was so ready. “I want you, Jeannie,” he said. Then he looked over his shoulder. “And I want you, Pothos. I want you to fuck me, hard, while I make love with Jeannie.”

He didn’t wait for a response from either of them, confident that the ache of desire he felt was about to be amplified by Pothos. However their new lover did it, Jake didn’t care. He just knew that this night was like no other he’d ever experienced, and the heady lust that filled his nostrils had just gotten stronger as Pothos’ eyes flashed bright and his wife let out a faint moan and shifted impatiently against him. He lifted Jeannie, taking her weight easily with the help of the water’s buoyancy, and settled her warm pussy onto his dick. She immediately wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck and clung like a limpet while she kissed him. His hands kneaded the rounded cheeks of her buttocks and he pushed up into her hot center, taking her resulting gasp into him as they continued to kiss, feeling the tip of his cock connect with her body in that deep, dark place inside her.

He broke off the kiss. “You’re mine.” He thrust again, not sure why he felt he had to stake his claim, and she let out a strangled cry.

“Always, Jake.”

Then he felt the hardness of a male body up against his back, pressing into his thighs, and he buried his face in Jeannie’s golden hair, almost overwhelmed with a mixture of fear and excitement at the realization of what was coming.

“And you’re mine, Jake,” Pothos said. “You and Jeannie. Mine.”

Here is a short snippet from my upcoming release, Aphrodite Calling (Gods of Love #2):

She felt the zipper on the back of her dress begin to wend its way down her spine, and her breath caught when the warmth of a fingertip followed in its wake, urging the edges of her dress to slither away more easily until the material pooled at her hips. Then his lips were against her skin, branding her with heat, just at that dip where her neck melted into shoulder.

She let out a shuddering breath, one she hadn’t even known she was holding, and arched her head to one side to allow him better access. So hard to think straight, when his hands were spanning her waist like that, caressing the edge of her ribs. When his lips and tongue were doing the most incredible things up the delicate line of her neck to nuzzle in such an intimate manner at her earlobe.

“Himeros,” she whispered, as her knees threatened to buckle at the heat and the heaviness between her legs. And it felt different, this time, from what she remembered of past encounters. It wasn’t just centred in her groin, that familiar feeling of an impending explosion. It was her pussy that was hot and heavy, and aching to be stroked, yes, but she also felt the ache throughout her whole body, like a river of spreading warmth. She hadn’t realized it could feel this…damn…good

She reached back to find his hips, pull him closer in against her, wanting to share this newfound sensation of desire.

“I do desire you,” he growled in her ear. “So much.”

“I know,” she said, emboldened by these new feelings, wiggling her ass against the rock-hard core of him. “I can feel how much you want it. Me.”

She turned in his arms then, and she caught the momentary grin that lit his features before his mouth swept down to claim hers. And if she’d thought the sensations before were unique, they were as nothing to the onslaught that swept through her when his lips and tongue forced their way in to brand her with his essence. The power behind his kiss was so intense she couldn’t even respond, other than to let out a moan that he swallowed then continued on.

Demanding more.

Dominating.

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Six Sentence Sunday – Platinum Passion

This week for Six Sentence Sunday we are with Jeannie, Jake and Pothos – the ancient Greek god of sexual yearning – in Jennifer Lynne’s sizzling erotic menage, PLATINUM PASSION (GODS OF LOVE #1). And a warning: this is adult-rated and definitely not suitable for reading at work 🙂

She came with a shrieking cry that went on and on, gushing hot slick juice onto his hands, whoever he was…

Jake.

It was Jake whose hand now cradled her hot mound, holding her lovingly while her body continued to spasm, and it was Pothos whose hand stroked her cheek and pushed a sand-crusted lock of blonde hair out of her eyes. She read the love in her husband’s face as he bent to kiss her lips, and tasted the flavor of Pothos in his mouth.

She felt almost complete, at this moment, surrounded by the essence of these two incredible men.

But she wanted more.

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Platinum Passion a best book nominee!

The Romance Review

Fancy a taste of ménage with a whole lot of romance? Try Platinum Passion by Jennifer Lynne, nominated for Best Book of 2011 in GLBT FANTASY ROMANCE at The Romance Reviews.

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Three people. One erotic fantasy. And a twentieth wedding anniversary like no other.

Jeannie longs for the return of passion in her marriage. Jake craves new excitement in the form of another man. Pothos is one of the erotes and an aspect of Eros, the ancient Greek god of love, and this couple’s distinctive yearning has called to him. By the power of the erotes he intends to rekindle the flame of Jake and Jeannie’s passion in a night of desire that will be the ultimate platinum anniversary gift.

And when the gods of love decide your marriage needs a boost, they never do it by halves.

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Read an 18+ excerpt HERE.