Where are you from? Tell us a little about yourself.
I moved a lot when I was a kid, so I got used to being the new kid in the class. I’ve always been pretty self-contained, so I entertained myself for hours in my room with books, Barbie dolls, and puzzles. I especially loved the Laura Ingalls Wilder series. Today, social media is challenging for me because it’s not my nature. One of my favorite places to live was in an old home on the waterfront. That’s where I started reading romance novels and dating, in that order.
Tell us about your book. How did it get started?
The idea for Stripper With Spice came to me during the 2012 RomantiCon convention. The fantasy photo shoot was a total surprise to me. I had no idea we would get to pose with the male models. When I got my pictures back, I realized I was bewitched by one of the models in my “manwich” pose. One fantasy followed another and I realized it could be a book. It was supposed to be a short novella but turned into a novel because Janice and Carlos’s relationship extended way beyond the romance convention where they met.
How do you create your characters?
I create my characters with part inspiration and part elbow grease. The male characters usually come to me first. Sometimes my characters are inspired by real celebrities or combinations of different people. For me, the hero drives the book and inspires me to pick up the pen (or keyboard) to write it. For the heroines, I usually get an early vision of them too, but I often have to layer more character into them during my polishing phase.
Where do you write? Is there something you need in order to write (music, drinks?)
Music helps me a lot, and I usually end up with a soundtrack for each book. Hearing the song later reminds me of that book. For Stripper With Spice, I listened to Maroon 5, Bruno Mars, and Katy Perry.
Where do I write? This is going to sound boring, but I have to write at my desk, which I also use for other things. I did a little feng shui recently after visiting an historic home and seeing a desk face a window. I moved the printer, which was blocking the view of the window to the right. On non-writing days, I just open the blinds in place, leaving bars. On writing days, however, I pull up the blinds completely for a full view. It helps to keep the writing space separate for me.
What do you like to read?
I love to read classic literature, especially British. It helps feed my muse. After reading a book, I’ll get the movie. I also read a lot of romance, of course. In that, I vary the subgenres to keep my outlook fresh and I try to read across authors, especially the really successful ones. I read non-fiction too. Sometimes researching a novel will entice me to learn more about a certain subject. When I travel, I can’t focus on a novel, so non-fiction is a great choice.
What would your advice be for aspiring authors?
Read a lot of current novels and join a writing group. For romance, join Romance Writers of America and the local chapter. There’s a lot to learn, and by being part of a group it will start to filter in, bit by bit. Also, stick with it and dedicate yourself to honing your craft. I had years of rejection and probably enough rejection letters to wallpaper a room. I’m multi-published today because I didn’t give up.
Stripper With Spice
Publisher: Ellora’s Cave Publishing
Release Date: 10 January 2014
eBook ISBN #: 978-14199-49050
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Getting back on her feet after unemployment, Janice treats herself to an erotic-romance convention. After winning a two-hour fantasy date with Carlos Aguilar, a young stripper, she decides to have a one-time fantasy fling.
When Carlos entices her back to the bedroom—and a few public places—for more sizzling sex, he unleashes her passions, including a secret desire to be a chef. Janice learns there’s more to this heartthrob than a hot body, but job security comes first.
To convince her he’s more than a fantasy, Carlos teaches her trust with his body. But when that trust is finally tested to the limit, she’ll be torn between clinging to safety and taking a chance on a whole new life.
Stripper With Spice – Copyright © AFTON LOCKE, 2014 – All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.
I chose you.
He looks and sounds so serious and honest, how can I not be completely convinced? His words echo inside my head as he grips both sides of my face and lowers his mouth to mine in slow motion. The thrill bubbles return to my bloodstream as if the elevator cable has just snapped, dropping us to the basement.
Unlike last night’s, this kiss is slow and full of promise. He samples my mouth as if we have all the time in the world. A flash of mint-flavored tongue pierces my soul, tearing a moan from my throat. With one hand still on the button, I raise my other to his shoulder. Feeling the bare, hot skin there fuels my desire, pushing me dangerously close to the edge of self-control.
“Do you want this as much as I do, Janice?”
God, yes. I need more…all of you.
I reply by sliding my hand across the tiger-striped fabric over his back. The warm satin, with muscles moving under it, is just as sexy as bare skin. His hips dance against mine—rubbing, thrusting and teasing. My fingers move to the worn waistband of his jeans at his side, wanting to pull them off. My body throbs, needing him as I’ve never needed anything before.
When he pulls my finger off the close-door button, the door opens to reveal an annoyed looking family of five waiting to get on. The parents, obviously noticing Carlos’ wild vest and our heavy breathing, exchange a disgusted look.
Carlos takes my hand and leads me off the elevator. My heart races as we walk down the corridor. Luckily, the carpet absorbs the trembling in my legs so it doesn’t make a sound.
He stops at one of the doors. I fixate on the way he slides his keycard from his back pocket and inserts it into the door reader. It’s something I’ve done myself a million times without thinking, but this is different. This is foreplay.
The door responds with a little click and a flashing green light. I guess we just got the green light for wild, hot sex. My heart accelerates even more. If it goes any faster, he’ll have to call a paramedic. I can read the headline now.
Boring financial analyst dies from anticipating sex with a hot cover model.
I check my watch. Fifteen minutes have passed.
“We still have plenty of time.” He ushers me inside and closes the door behind me.
The room is completely dark because the drapes are drawn. It’s as if we’ve entered a private cave, hidden from the world. This is it, I think as Carlos flips on a dim lamp. We’re really going to do this. We’re going to have sex.
“Come in and make yourself comfortable,” he says.
I stay where I am but gaze around the room, noticing with approval how neat he is. His clothes hang in the closet and his toiletries are laid out on one corner of the sink. The smoky-brown bottle probably contains the mysterious mesquite scent. I wish he were a slob so I could tell myself it would never work between us.
It doesn’t take long for my attention to stumble across the centerpiece of the room, the large bed. Is it another stage? Is the perfectly pressed red cover the curtain? Unlike the platforms we shared for the photo shoot and lap dance, this one is completely private.
What if he doesn’t like my performance?
Where readers can find me
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