10 secretos de seducción
Don't you love that suggestive 50 Shades of Grey cover? All the trend in erotic covers these days.
No secret here.
What is a secret (at least to me) is what story of mine is included in this brand new anthology for the Spanish market.
I've not been able to find a list of titles (release date: November 1st), so I'm guessing it's Tokyo Rendezvous, a Spice Brief I wrote for Harlequin a while back. (Ironically it was also published on November 1st in 2007).
And one of my all-time favorites.
She found Tokyo intoxicating...but lonely. So when Steve, the object of her super-hot sexual fantasies, offers to introduce her to the Japan tourists never see--the erotic hideaways known as love hotels--she's willing and eager
Designed to discretely accommodate the wildest fantasies of their patrons, these ports of pleasure offer very specialized accommodations, where she soon discovers levels of sensuality and pleasure like none she's ever known...
It was fun to write and was based on some of my experiences working for Japanese companies.
Here is an excerpt for you:
I lay on my back, my head resting on a black satin pillow shaped like an over-sized boxing glove. Comfy, cozy. And naked. I took a deep breath and let it out slowly, spreading my legs and exposing the tender lips of my pussy, hot and moist.
“Let’s get ready to rrrrrumble…” I said, twirling my Rs like a professional ring announcer.
The nude man watching me grinned, then joined me on the bed, which was square-shaped like a boxing ring with ropes and stanchions. I reached back and grabbed onto the golden ropes surrounding the bed, parting my lips in anticipation and surrendering myself to the expertise of his bare hands.
They were everywhere at once, caressing and stroking me, sliding over my thighs, then gently untying the thin silk belt holding together my short red kimono. I tightened my stomach, muscles straining while I pulled on the golden cords. Tingling, gripped with a hunger for his touch, I pulled harder. He sensed my need and rubbed his palms against my hard nipples, sending me into a dizzying spiral, somewhere, everywhere. I loved the feeling. I wanted more.
“Ready for the next round?” he whispered, never letting up with his hands.
The heroine in Tokyo Rendezvous. works for an ad company handling talent in Japan for Japanese commercials--a world I know well. I did Japanese commercials years ago. It's a fascinating, crazy business where one day I'd be flying in a pretend spaceship touting the benefits of tofu over space food and the next, I was cooking tofu over a campfire.
I have fond memories of my time working for the Japanese. This story gives you an idea of what it was like for me as a young American woman to work for a Japanese company.
And oh, yes, there's a lot of sex, too.