Today, I am pleased to be a part of the blog tour for Sarah O'Rourke's newest book, Scorched. Please check out the excerpt below!
Life after marriage was everything that William “Devil” Delancy was all that
he wanted it to be and more. That was,
until his sweet, amazing (and slightly scary!) wife Molly decided to do the
impossible -- arrange the wedding of his drama queen assistant!
The question soon becomes...will the always-in-control Devil lose Molly to
the wedding plans that are quickly falling apart, or will he be able to pull
out all of the scorching sexual charms he’s known for and bring her back to the
dark side?
Romantic erotica comedy at its best!
New Release...ONLY 99 pennies for a limited time! 42K words - sequel to
Sizzle, but also is a STANDALONE!
Disturbed, Devil paused mid-rant and cocked his head in Grant’s
direction. “Seriously, bud, when was the
last time you and Karen had a little ‘alone’ time?” he asked, using air
quotes. Honestly, when he and Grant had
been in college and shared a dorm room, he’d been forced to listen to his best
friend and his girl screw like bunnies.
They were always all over each other.
He’d just assumed that they were still as…active as they once were.
“I’ll take your eight weeks and raise you a fiscal quarter,” Grant
replied miserably. “That’s right,
boys…three monkin’ months.”
“Monkin’?” Devil repeated curiously, arching one dark, inky eyebrow as he
waited for Grant to elaborate – which he would.
He always did.
“Yeah,” Grant retorted stubbornly, draining his whiskey sour in one long
gulp, “Monkin’. It’s the opposite of fuckin’,” he explained,
belching loudly. “See, monks are
chaste. Like me. Get it?” he chuckled, elbowing Devil in the
side. “At this rate, we’re both gonna be
born-again virgins, man.”
Blinking, Nick stared at Grant in fascination. “You can tell me it’s none of my business,
but….why?”
“Why, what?” Grant grunted, frowning into his now empty glass.
“Why haven’t you and your wife been….you know….”
“Bumpin’ uglies? Doin’ the
deed? Makin’ sweet, sweet loooooovvvveee
to my lady?” Grant drawled as Devil groaned and buried his face in his hands
and begged whatever God was listening for a quick death.
“Yeah,” Nick nodded, interested now.
“Dear God, I beg you not to answer that, man. Karen is like a sister to me,” Devil begged,
grimacing at the thought of what could be coming next.
“Now you know how I feel with Molly,” Grant replied un-apologetically
before directing his gaze toward Nick.
“Well, it’s like this, Nicky, my boy.
I don’t get laid much anymore because of a little thing I like to call
the Three Ms. Marriage, Middle age, and
Menopause. Now, any one of those can put
a damper on the sexual shenanigans, but all three together? Let’s just say that those creamy white thighs
of our lovers’ legs will close tighter than the vaults at Fort Knox. It’s a cocktail for catastrophe. It happens to all of us couples, my
friend. Even the gay ones,” he assured
the younger man with a sympathetic smile.
“Yep, my wife has entered into those confusing years where I’m never
sure if she wants to kiss me or kill me.
Although, lately, I really think she’s leaning toward the ‘kill me’
option. I got a notice in the mail that
she upped my life insurance. I’m not
exactly feeling safe in my own home these days,” he lamented.
Catching the deer-caught-in-the-headlights expression blanketing young Nicholas’ face, Devil sighed heavily.
“You’re scaring the boy, Grant.
Knock it off. The kid’s got
enough problems right now without hearing how his sex life will eventually
become as mythical as the existence of unicorns.”
“Better he hears the truth from a friend,” Grant counseled wisely.
Sarah O'Rourke is the alter ego of
two best friends who bonded over their passion for romantic fiction and
erotica. Born and raised in the southern United States, one lives near Ft.
Campbell, Kentucky, while the other resides in Atlanta, Georgia. Formerly an accountant and a chemist, they
are now overworked, stay-at-home moms who adore their children, their
husbands...and writing about love in every way possible.
Inspired by their dog-eared copies
of Gone with the Wind and their almost warped DVDs of Steel Magnolias, they
love to write wildly intense romantic/erotica stories that have multiple
characters, but they focus on one couple that will ALWAYS have a happy
ending…eventually!
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