I’d published three sensual romances with another e-publisher, but longed to write something more edgy, and definitely sexier. My problem was I’d never used “those words” in a book. I don’t even say them in real life, so didn’t know how I could use them in a book. My two wonderful critique partners urged me to go for it. That’s how The Birthday Gift was born.
Now nine years and twenty-five Ellora’s Cave books later, I decided it was time to tell Patrick’s story. He was introduced in The Birthday Gift, the hero’s cousin and the third person of the ménage. I wanted him to meet the woman of his dreams, but I also wanted that woman to have a past relationship with another woman.
Writing about two women together was a first for me. So was writing a foursome. I had an absolute blast doing it.
Here’s a little taste of Always Room for Four. I hope you enjoy it.
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Tera looked at Amanda’s soft hand on top of hers. So many times in college, that hand had touched Tera with tenderness and passion. She and Amanda had remained friends for years, yet had never been lovers again. They’d both become involved with the men they planned to marry. Anything between them had been pushed aside to make room for their soon-to-be husbands.
Tera no longer had a soon-to-be husband, but she had her best friend close enough to touch.
Turning her hand over, she laced her fingers with Amanda’s. She focused on their hands as she asked her next questions. “What about us? Does this foursome include us being together, or would we only be with the guys?”
Amanda remained silent. Afraid she’d said the wrong thing, Tera lifted her gaze to her friend’s face. “Would you like that?” Amanda asked softly. “Because I would.”
That confession surprised Tera almost as much as Amanda’s idea of a foursome. “You would?”
“We haven’t been together in a long time, but I’ve thought about it.”
“You never said anything.”
Amanda shrugged one shoulder. “I figured you weren’t interested anymore since you had Roger.”
“You had Jake.”
“That doesn’t mean I stopped caring for you.”
There hadn’t been anything sexual between them in seven years. After that much time, it shouldn’t seem so natural for Tera to lean closer to Amanda and kiss her tenderly. Yet it seemed as natural as drawing her next breath.
Amanda’s lips were just as soft as she remembered, just as giving beneath hers. Tera parted her lips, her tongue searched for Amanda’s. When she touched it, Tera inhaled a sharp breath. She gripped Amanda’s hand, tilted her head to deepen the kiss. Amanda answered each stroke of tongue, each slide of lips.
Blindly reaching out, Tera found Amanda’s other hand and gripped it too. She moaned low in her throat when Amanda’s tongue swept over her lips. She scooted to the edge of her chair, needing to be closer, needing to touch more of the woman seated next to her.
Much sooner than she would have liked, Tera ended the kiss. She rested her forehead against Amanda’s, wanting to continue but knowing they couldn’t at this time since Jake and Patrick waited for them in the bar. “We have to stop.”
“I know.” Amanda’s voice sounded thready, breathless. She squeezed both of Tera’s hands. “Wow.”
“Yeah.” She moved back so she could look into Amanda’s gorgeous blue eyes. “Tell me again why we stopped making love.”
“Stupidity?”
“Well, I won’t make that mistake again.”
Amanda laughed and Tera joined her. She slid from her chair, tugged Amanda to her feet to hug her. “I’ve missed you.”
“I’ve missed you too.” Amanda moved back, but kept her hands on Tera’s waist. “No matter what you decide about Jake and Patrick, you and I need some time together.”
The thought of pressing her naked body against Amanda’s made her clit gently pulse. “Yes, we do.”
About Lynn
Lynn LaFleur was born and raised in a small town in Texas close to the Dallas/Fort Worth area. Writing has been in her blood since she was eight years old and wrote her first “story” for an English assignment.
As well as writing at every possible moment, Lynn enjoys reading, scrapbooking, photography, and learning new things on the computer. She’s a software junky and loves to try out new programs, especially anything to do with graphics.
After living on the West Coast for 21 years, Lynn now lives 17 miles from her hometown in Texas. She’s a romantic at heart and can’t imagine ever writing anything but romances. A full-time writer, she spends her days creating stories of people who find their happily-ever-after, sometimes with the help of an alien or psychic or vampire.
Email: lynn@lynnlafleur.com
Website: www.lynnlafleur.com
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