Temptation was the one thing that always stood in the way.
Clay Quinones, her demon lover of old, is determined that Eva will walk the straight and narrow and learn the error of her ways. When danger looms, is it too late for these two star-crossed lovers to love one another again? Or will Eva's past make it hard for a demon to be redeemed?
Whew. A day in my life can be hectic. During the week I work full time, plus take care of my two young children who are 7 and 9. So I have the regular household stuff, plus work and then I create my stories after all is said and done.
When you were a child, what was your dream occupation?
I had many, but to be a writer started at the age of 12.
Describe an incident in your life that’s helped mold you into the person you are today.
My grandmother telling me that no matter what I do in this life, make sure I’m the best at it. *grins* She said even if I’m a hooker I need to be the best damn hooker there ever was. LMAO, I miss my grandmother.
Who are your favorite authors?
Cripes! I have tons of them. Too many to mention really.
What are you passionate about?
I’m passionate about a person doing something they love, life is too short otherwise.
What would I find in your couch cushions?
Change, kids toys (I’m sure) missing pens etc…the normal stuff. lol
What’s your biggest fear?
Something happening to my children.
It’s 10:00 on a Friday night. Where are you?
At home at the laptop typing away on stories.
What sets you apart from other writers?
For me I think I’ve just found my niche which happens to be writing interracial romances.
We’re in a bar and I’m buying you a drink. What’ll it be?
A nice Tom Collins.
What are you currently reading?
Nothing at the moment, in between books and writing furiously.
How do you deal with rejection?
It’s not a very easy thing. It hurts, but then I remind myself that I am published now and to breathe and keep going.
Where did the idea for your novel come from?
It depends. Sometimes a song, name or a visual picture of a character will hit me first. Sometimes a scene and I just work on developing everything and bringing it all together.
Do you have advice for aspiring writers?
Keep writing, don’t let anyone take away your dream.
What is the toughest criticism you’ve received as an author?
I was told at one time by a person who shall remain nameless that my characters lacked depth.
What does your main character think about you? Would he or she want to hang around you as their author?
I think my characters love me for the mere fact I let them have their way. J
Who would play the starring role(s) if your book became a movie?
Hmm…wow…for Clay I think I would love to have be Franky G. Google him, he’s hot.
For Eva I think I would choose Sanaa Lathan.
He positioned himself behind her and leaned in close, his face pressed to her ear. “Any time you call my name.” He nipped her earlobe. His words seemed incomplete to her, and she had to ask.
“Any time I call your name what?”
“It will bring me to you. We still have that connection.”
As he spoke, he’d placed his hands on the front buttons of her white shirt. Slowly he freed each one from its buttonhole until he spread her shirt wide. She was on display for him, and it thrilled her. Strong, capable hands undid the front clasp of her bra, and he pulled the cups away from her breasts.
Clay was right—there was a connection. There always had been, but she was determined to break it. To have him relinquish his hold on her one way or the other was her goal. But first … first she needed his touch.
The wet heat of his tongue made her whimper as he licked across her earlobe and then down to her neck. He grasped her breasts and tugged at the nipples in unison.
“Don’t stop the show, Eva.” His command ran through her head.
“You need to stop telling me what to do, Clay.”
Though she said this, she couldn’t stop even to prove him wrong. Her thighs were already coated in her juices, and more of it was spilling out in copious amounts as she thrust in two fingers and began to finger fuck herself.
“You have a full store out there, Eva. So are you going to be able to stop yourself from coming so hard that they hear every little sound you make?”
She sobbed and bit her lip. His words affected her in a way that she was sure he wanted. The thought of being the center of attention while coming was thrilling to her. He knew her every little secret.
“I want that, Clay, but not here…” she stuttered out, and swallowing, she tried to sound a bit more convincing, “not here.”
“Then I suggest when you start coming, you press your mouth to my arm and muffle the sound.” He kissed her hard and then nipped her bottom lip. “Now back to making yourself come for me.”
“This wasn’t for you,” she gasped out as the sensations originating from her hand radiated throughout her body. Liar, her body seemed to say.
“That’s my Eva, strong-willed and always ready for a fight even in the midst of a highly erotic situation.” He smacked his fingers against her clit, and she groaned. “Let me let you in on a little secret. This is always for me.”
She was too far gone to argue that point with him, and his smack just sent her into a hard orgasm. With a moan she pressed her mouth to his arm to try to stifle the sound of her coming. When her body finally stopped shaking, she shuddered and opened her eyes. Clay was still looking down at her with a smirk. She watched in awe as he brought his hand up from her pussy and licked his fingers clean.
“I’ve always adored how you taste, Eva.”
She tried to not let his words bring up the jealousies that she’d been holding on to forever. It was time to let those go, right? But the old adage of habits dying hard and all that jazz seriously did apply. She wanted to ask him why he had always seemed to be following after Lili if he adored and wanted her.
Jealousy. It had to stop, but how?
“Shut up and kiss me, Clay.”
He smirked more and leaned back in, kissing her deeply. He thrust his tongue into her mouth, letting her taste her juices as their tongues dueled. Sometimes it was better to not talk. She knew that now.
Would you like to say anything to your readers / fans?
Thank you so much for reading my stories. I’d love to hear from you.
Where link-wise can your readers / fans stalk you?
As a writer, it can be difficult to find enough time in the day to get everything done. Would you like to share your favorite ‘quick and easy’ recipe?
Tator Tot Casserole
1 pound extra lean ground beef
1 can Cream of Chicken Soup
1 can Cream of Mushroom Soup
8 oz sharp cheddar cheese
32 ounce package tater tots
1. Put the uncooked ground beef in the bottom of a 9 x 13 baking pan and press it in like you would a pie crust.
2. Mix the two cans of concentrated soup in a bowl and pour over the ground beef.
3. Add shredded cheddar cheese.
4. Now up the tater tots in a single layer on top of the cheese.
5. Bake at 350 degrees F for one hour on top of the cheese.
5. Bake at 350 degrees F for one hour.
Thanks so much for having me on your blog.
Demon Mine released September 12, 2012
Cauldron of Tales Anthology released date October 1, 2012
Hot For The Teacher released November 29, 2012
Milf and Cookies Anthology release date December 15, 2012
On Angel's Wings release date December 17, 2012
Demon Tempted coming soon
Cupid's Gamble coming soon