Hi there, I’m Juliet Chastain, author of sweetly sexy short romances. I should say, that’s the kind of writer I was because of late I’ve been doing something a little different. I’ve been writing erotica plain and simple—low on plot high on super steamy sex. Perfect for quick bedtime reads.
On the rare occasions that I admit to people that I write erotica, they often look at me funny, obviously imagining me in the throes of passion as I work at my computer. Some come right out and ask me if I enjoy or “get off ” writing the sex scene.
Here are the facts about writing long, hot, sex scenes. Yes, it’s fun to write, but it’s also hard—and, sorry to say, quite anaphrodisiac. You have to keep close track of who and what is where as well as when which bit can do what to whom during every second of an encounter. So by the time you’ve figured out whose right hand is doing what—or wait is it the left hand in that position? And can he—or she—get it out from underneath, or is pretty much trapped there? If someone rolls slightly so another someone can get his or her hand out won’t that disturb what somebody’s lips are busy with? You get the idea. Details, details spoil the writer’s fun.
Writing erotica may not allow for passionate throes on the part of the author while she’s actually writing it, but it certainly does for the characters. And I’ll admit, once I’ve finished, reading it to the man in my life, it can be, er, very rewarding.
My first purely erotic short story, is releasing January 16. It’s called The Intruder. If readers like it, I’ll write a whole lot more. So please let me know what you think (firstname.lastname@example.org) a bunch more or one’s enough? Next month it’s BDSM time with Miss V’s shocking adventures in the Kink Inc. series. In between those releases, toward the end of January, Making Music, a sweet and sexy story will come out.
Here’s a very simple example—when the couple isn’t even tangled up yet. When I first wrote it I imagined her throwing her head back in ecstacy. Then I remembered he’s got her pushed up against the wall—no room for that move.
“You want me, don’t you?” And he presses his body against mine. He smells like leather and spice. “You are my prisoner now. My victim.” His voice is deep, menacing. “No one knows I’m here. There is no one to rescue you. It’s what you wanted, isn’t it?”
“No,” I lie, “please….” I move my head from side to side, trying to avoid his fierce gaze. Heated desire leaps up within me, spreading through my body, my thighs, my pussy, my belly, my breasts.
She knew he watched her though the window, now he’s coming to make her scorching fantasies about him very, very real.
The man from across the way comes calling. She is ready to tantalize and submit. Will he give her everything she craves? Let the night games begin.
***Giveaway: As these are short books, the giveaway includes two. One copy of The Intruder and one of Making Waves. Comment to enter. Contest ends 1/18 at 11:59PM EST.***
As a fashion photographer, Juliet Chastain uses her cameras to make visual narratives using models and clothes. As a writer, she pounds out tales on a keyboard creating books out of characters and ideas that pop into her head.
Juliet writes two kinds of short stories: Sweet and spicy like Making Waves, The Captain and the Courtesan especially for the romantic who likes some serious heat in a sweetly satisfying story; and more recently, erotica like The Intruder for those who prefer to go straight to the call-the-fire-department hot sex.
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