Friday, July 4, 2014


July 5, 2014: 
I mostly write m/m erotic romance, but for this week’s edition of MySexySaturday I have seven paragraphs from A MOMENT OF MADNESS where my kick-ass heroine Jenny is more than a match for Andy Mulligan, formerly a member of British Special Services.
By Christiane France
Jenny Romano is fairly sure her boyfriend, Steve, has found someone new. But rather than sit around agonizing, she follows him to his lakeside cottage, determined to find out for sure.
Instead of finding Steve in flagrante delicto with a curvy new chick, she finds his dead body in the bedroom, and the body of a woman on the patio. Before she can recover from the shock, she’s attacked from behind by a man with arms of steel and a body like a mountain, and there’s a gun sticking in her ribs.
Convincing her attacker she isn’t the killer is easy, once he realizes she’s holding a flashlight and not a gun. But then the real killers come back, and Jenny and her newfound friend, Andy Mulligan, ex-British Special Forces turned retrieval expert, find themselves outnumbered and on the run.
According to Andy, Steve was trying to dispose of a valuable piece of stolen property that Andy has been trying to locate for months. It’s the statue of a golden horse encrusted with diamonds and emeralds that’s believed to be of Inca origin and reputedly worth millions. If the killers don’t find the statue at the lakeside cottage, they’ll be coming after Jenny next.
And Andy is the only person standing between Jenny and what she already knows will be a very unpleasant fate...
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“It’s okay.” Instead of pushing him away, she wrapped her arms around his waist and pressed her face against the front of his sweatshirt, inhaling his woodsy, male scent. Hugging Andy was like hugging a linebacker, dressed for action on the field. But Andy’s size wasn’t the result of protective padding and that was fine with her. She liked big men. Nothing like a couple of hundred pounds plus of solid, warm male to take a girl’s mind off her problems and make her feel safe.
Except safe and secure wasn’t all Jenny was feeling at the moment. She also felt…turned on?
She pressed her face harder against his broad chest and tried to clear her mind and put whatever it was she was feeling on hold. Her lover had been gunned down less than an hour ago, his body was lying just a few hundred yards away, and she wanted to have sex with a stranger? It just wasn’t possible. It was sick…disgusting. Especially when what she was feeling was good old-fashioned lust, rather than the reassurance of contact with another live human being.
Her fingers slid under his shirt, and she felt his hold tighten a little as she moved them slowly up his back. His skin felt smooth and warm, and she had the craziest urge to push his shirt up and let her tongue do the exploring. She wanted to lick him, maybe nibble him a little, too.
Emboldened by the fact he hadn’t pushed her away, her hands slipped down below the elastic waistband of his jogging pants. But then his muscles tensed, and he sucked in a sharp breath, and she realized he wasn’t wearing any underpants. She hesitated for a moment, then she let her hands move even lower and began to knead the cheeks of his ass.
She knew he was turned on, too. She could feel his erect cock pressing against her belly, but where did she go from here? Did she say, “Thanks for the cuddle,” and back off? Or did he expect her to finish what she’d started?
Just then, the sound of men’s voices came from somewhere nearby, and she felt Andy’s muscles tense.
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1 comment:

  1. So danger turns her on? And bad girl is grieving by cuddling up to hunky stranger? I hope he's the other woman she was gonna confront.