Winners of the “I’ll Change My Name to Wendy or Tammy” Contest are listed at the bottom of this post! Stay tuned for the announcement of the next contest! ~DD
Hello, Delilah fans. I can’t believe I get to be one of Delilah’s guests. Cool! I LOVE the scenery here, great covers, too. I have been writing for a long time, a very long time. While I don’t have manuscripts under my bed or in my closets, (well, a few still hide in both places), I do have novels, novellas, and short stories on blue floppy disks and now flash drives. I have romantic suspense books not yet published, women’s fiction stories and even stories with paranormal elements. While the characters and the plots are different, one thing is true of all my books. I LOVE to tease characters and my critique partners and make them beg me to let my characters actually have sex. It’s important to the romance for the sex to happen when the characters can’t wait any longer.
In The Gift I broke one of my own rules. My characters had sex before the story began.
Excerpt from THE GIFT
Deke fell asleep thinking about that night and that woman. He dreamed of her as he often did lately.
The woman against his body fit like she’d been made for him. Her soft breasts against his chest sent messages to his groin. The strawberry fragrance of her shampoo made him think about her. She was past the bloom of youth, no twenty something, but still fresh, unsophisticated. Her loneliness called to his need for the warmth of another human being. He needed her as much as she needed him and their bodies were certainly willing.
When he took her into his arms she trembled against his chest. He pulled her closer.
She seemed so shy he took her hands in his and brushed his lips over her knuckles, drawn to the way she shivered and gazed into his eyes. He placed each of her hands on his shoulders, then settled his own hands at her waist. Moving to the music became foreplay. There was no hurry to take her to bed. Besides, she would likely bolt if he moved too fast.
Her forehead rubbed against his throat, her soft hair brushed against his chin. He caressed her back, then her buttocks, pulling her against his erection so she would have no doubt he wanted her.
When she didn’t pull away, he bent his head to kiss her neck, laving her throat. Her breasts seemed to swell against his chest. Her nipples beaded enough for him to feel them through her bra. When she turned her head away, he reached one hand to her chin. Using one finger he lifted her face so he could see her eyes. Up so close he could count her long lashes, he saw himself reflected in those brown-green orbs. When he knew she saw him, he touched his mouth to her plump lips. Her eyes softened even more and he moved his lips against hers. His tongue coaxed her mouth to let him inside.
She wasn’t a bad kisser, just inexperienced. Hadn’t she ever been kissed properly? Should he stop, send her away? He couldn’t, at least not yet.
When she reached for the top button of his shirt, he placed his hands on her waist, sliding them up toward her bra as she kissed his chest, mimicking his actions, kisses and buttons all the way to his belt buckle.
She met him tentative move for move, shy kiss for kiss, sigh for sigh. There was such wonder in her reactions to him. He slid her blouse off her shoulders, revealing smooth, pale skin he needed to taste.
No lacy bra could have been more sexy and appealing than the plain cotton covering her generous breasts. He kissed the swell of flesh above the cups, ran his tongue down the valley, loving the way she shivered. He held her against him while he reached around and unhooked the one thing between his chest and her breasts. When she helped him remove the bra, she stood looking down, her arms crossed over those luscious, ivory mounds, as though she feared he wouldn’t like what he saw. How could a man not?
He kept his tone gentle. “Please let me look at you.”
When she uncrossed her arms he wanted to spend time with her rosy nipples. A breast man, he knew those were fabulous and natural, and he wanted to kiss and suck each one.
“Beautiful.” His voice sounded strained to his own ears. He looked into her e reading relief. “You are so beautiful, do you know that?”
A loud beeping noise awakened him.
Do you want to know more about Deke and his memories of the woman in that one-night-stand?
THE GIFT
On Edna Mae’s 40th birthday she buried her controlling father and lost her virginity in a one-night stand with a stranger she never expected to see again. Her life is about to change in more ways than she could have imagined.
Like Cinderella, she had no real life. The world opens for her now that she has no sick parents demanding her attention. Finding new friends and a world she thought had passed her by is wonderful, but there’s more!
THE GIFT is story about an old-fashioned woman in a modern world, written in an old-fashioned way.
Would you like a chance to win your copy of this ebook? Comment and get your name in the pot.
Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00631OX6W
Barnes & Noble: http://bit.ly/tFy77u
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www.MaryMarvella.com
Love Lust, and Southern Comfort
Mary is also the author of two paranormal romances,
Haunting Refrain & Forever Love
Here are the winners of the “I’ll Change My Name to Wendy or Tammy” Contest:
Girls Who Bite — Andrea
Veiled Alliance — Fedora
Un, Deux, Trois, Menage! — Karen M
Darkness Captured — Nikki B
Ladies! Congratulations! Send me an email with your snail mail address so I can get these into the mail! ~DD
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Would love a chance to win
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Ashleigh, your chances are looking good so far.
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Always up for a chance to win new books…lol 😀 thanks
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Hi, Mary! Edna Mae’s story sure does sound good–I’m intrigued by your set up! Thanks for visiting Delilah today and giving us a taste!
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Good afternoon, Merriedith, Thanks or stopping by. Your name will go into the drawing.
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Fedora, Edna Mae is my most unusual character. I knew her story, but Deke just showed up. I liked him, so I kept him as a point of view character.
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the book sounds like a wonderful story, i would love to read it.
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Congratulations to the winners!!!
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I enjoyed this, Mary. the story and the story behind it. When I began writing it was pen and paper, then computer with the floppy disks. those days seem long ago.
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Thanks, Deliah for inviting Mary to guest blog. She’s has such a sweet soul, and I’m so happy she finally gets to share The Gift with the world. The novel is a testament that a person can find true love at any age. I encourage everyone to read it. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll close the last page feeling like ‘Today is a new day filled with new possibilities’. 🙂
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The Gift sounds like a really good book. Mary, I will have to check your other books out.
Congrats to the winners!
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Awww. Poor Deke. I hope you make his dream come true again!
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Tammy, I hope you do read this story. I don’t think you will feel as though you have read it before with different character names. Yawn.
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Diane, you never know, unless you don’t want a chance to win. 😀
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Beth, we both managed to get into the modern world in some ways, while keeping parts of the older one. (Beth writes historical books.)
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Pam, you made me tear up with that one. Yes, I hope this story brings a frw tears and smiles!
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Becky, I’m glad Deke and Edna Mae got your attention. I do believe in sensual love scenes.
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Barbara, you’ll just have to read to see if Deke gets to be with this woman again. 😉
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Great blog, this is my first visit, but I’ll be sure to come back. Interesting story. And it is good, MM is my critique partner, so I’ve have the pleasure of reading it! Everyone who likes a sweet southern love story will appreciate “The Gift.” 🙂
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Thanks, Scarlet. You are one of my best cheerleaders. Now you and I really need to get our whips out and get more NEW work done after Thanksgiving.
Not that kind, ladies. 😛
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Thanks, Mary, for being a great guest!