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Billionaire erotica for charity!

Posted 28 September 2012 By Polly J Adams

Who doesn’t like a story of a super-rich alpha male, often with a bit of domination and submission thrown into the mix? It’s hot, it’s steamy, and…

…it’s raising money for charity:water, a non-profit group bringing clean and safe drinking water to people in developing nations.

It doesn’t get much cooler than that, and I’m very proud to be a part of this project, organized by the fab Kitty Meaker.

So here are the details:

Shades Of Billionaires (The After Fifty Collection)

Looking for the hottest billionaire erotica around? Shades Of Billionaires (the after fifty collection) contains the best stories from close to 40 popular erotica authors.

With over 280,000 words, the short stories in this collection add up to much more than a novel’s worth of material! Explore the passionate – and sometimes dangerous – world of wealthy men and their dark desires.

Some stories are naughtier than others, but all contain explicit sexual situations. For adult readers only.

And here are the links to buy yourself a copy:

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The much-anticipated sequel to Captive at the Billionaires’ Sex Club.

When Kate Vale signed up with the Billionaires’ Sex Club she thought she knew what was in store. Endless days fulfilling the sexual fantasies of the super-rich, a world of depravity, of pure unbridled lust: a world of control and submission, of pleasure and pain, a world where the boundaries between the pleasure and the pain blurred, shiffted, vanished. She thought it was a chance to get closer to the club’s owner, Connor Stark. He had chosen her, after all: he had spotted her when she was only a waitress, and he had pursued her until she had signed up.

What she didn’t realise was that her contract could be traded like a commmodity. She could be put up at auction, sold to the highest bidder, and when the you’re signed up to the Billionaires’ Sex Club, the stakes can get very high indeed.

An explicit novelette of bondage, dubious consent, multiple partners and more from the bestselling author of Bad Again and Captive at the Billionaires’ Sex Club.


It was my own fault. I’d gotten myself into this situation.

I’d come out here with my college room-mate Alicia to work for the summer, serving at parties for the super-rich in some of the most exclusive homes in the Hamptons. I could still be doing that. The money was good, the hours were long but fun, the people were nice. And then back to college in the fall.

College? Was I even going to go back to college? That was a completely different world to me now, a lifetime ago after my time at the Billionaires’ Sex Club.

Time… how long?

I didn’t know. I’d lost track.

When you spend your days and nights bound, gagged, cuffed, or stripping and dancing for a paying audience… when your days are measured by how many dicks you’ve had and what you’ve done with them, whether you’re dom or sub or playing some other part in someone’s fantasy…

Well, believe me, when that’s your life, time just doesn’t have the same meaning any more.

This situation.

I guess that’s one way of putting it.

I’d got myself here, I’d allowed myself to be drawn into this other life, the sexual servant of some of the richest men in the world, each of them worth more than a small country.

It was my fault, it was all my own doing.

I could walk away at any time, return to being a simple waitress working long hours to pay my way through college. That was written into the contract.

If I didn’t like what I was being asked to do, I could always say “No”. Even when I was bound and gagged there were ways of saying “No”. If I didn’t like a particular guest at the Club, I could make myself unavailable; if there was an act I didn’t fancy I could hand over to one of the other girls; if I was just too sore to move any more I could pamper myself until I was ready to resume.

So: this situation.

I’d signed the contract. I was in control.

Or at least, I thought I was.

But what I didn’t realize was that my contract could be bought and sold. Bought and sold to the highest bidder. And when you’re signed up to the Billionaires’ Sex Club, the stakes can get very high indeed.


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Finding erotica ebooks: Amazon’s unofficial sub-categories

Posted 25 September 2012 By Polly J Adams

I posted here recently about How to find erotica on Amazon – unlike other categories of fiction, Amazon doesn’t provide any official sub-categories for erotica, so everything is dumped together. How much better would it be if there were sub-categories for each of our particular kinks?

What we do have is the system of more informal categorisation, where authors and readers create their own groupings by tagging books. So if you know how to search, you can find those sub-groupings.

I thought I’d start a list, my own very unofficial set of links through to various sub-categories of erotica at Amazon. I’ve provided links for the US and UK stores, but if you’re using another one, just click on the US link and change the .com in the URL to your own country’s domain suffix (eg .de for Germany). It should be noted, though, that these categories may not be so well tagged beyond the US and UK at present. It should also be noted that using tags in this way isn’t perfect: the transsexual category, for example, won’t only contain transsexual erotica.

  • “50sog”: /
  • “adultery”: /
  • “alpha male”: /
  • “anal sex”: /
  • “BDSM”: /
  • “billionaire”: /
  • “casual sex”: /
  • “cheating hubands”: /
  • “cheating wives”: /
  • “couples erotica”: /
  • “cuckold”: /
  • “dogging”: /
  • “domination”: /
  • “exhibitionism”: /
  • “fetish”: /
  • “fifty shades of grey”: /
  • “gangbangs”: /
  • “gay sex”: /
  • “lesbian sex”: /
  • “menage”: /
  • “one night stands”: /
  • “oral sex”: /
  • “orgies”: /
  • “pegging”: /
  • “sex slave”: /
  • “sodomy”: /
  • “submission”: /
  • “threesomes”: /
  • “transsexual”: /
  • “transvestite”: /
  • “voyeurism”: /
  • Which other categories and kinds should I include here?

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    Pollygraph (interviews with erotica authors): Denysé Bridger

    Posted 23 September 2012 By Polly J Adams

    Why erotica and erotic romance?
    Erotic romance mostly for me, though many people think it’s a fine-line distinction of sorts. I’ve also broken it into two types of stories – erotic romance for the emotionally charged, HEA type of stories, and erotica for the sex without commitments made, but still some romance elements. Anything beyond that is pretty much pornography, in my opinion.

    How did you get into it?
    I’ve always written stories, but I came to this particular genre quite by accident, really. A friend sent me a notice about a writing contest, this was back in the Spring of 2004, and the requirement was an erotic romance story between 12-15K. I’ve never really been much for writing contests, and I waffled about entering and then decided I wouldn’t do it. Of course, 48 hours before deadline, the entire damn story just fell into place and I decided to give it a shot – 24 hours later it was written, and then I got it proofed, polished, and submitted only hours ahead of deadline. Imagine my utter shock a few weeks later went the publishing house contacted me and told me I’d won my first contract!! Haven’t looked back since, really.

    What kinds of stories do you write?
    I write in many genres, often mixing them up and combining them to keep things fresh and, I hope, interesting. I’ve done Victorian mysteries, westerns, fantasy tales, and many paranormal books, all combining the erotic/sensual romance elements with the main genre, so it’s been a fun journey–and has created a very diverse catalogue of work.

    Tell us about your experiences as an author. What have the big challenges and successes been?
    The challenges have been the learning to forget bad habits and organize time as I’ve gotten more aware of the importance of promotion of my books. Too many authors think the writing of the book is the challenge–hell, that’s the easy part, the real work begins after the book is published! Each new story has taught me things, and given me a better understanding of my craft.

    The successes have come in unexpected ways, really. At one of my publishers, I’ve held the #1 best-seller spot for nearly a year on their site, which is pretty cool. I had my first major book release back in August 2007 with a fantasy novel that was nominated 6 months later for the prestigious Aurora Award, and it was a finalist. In 2011 I signed with industry giant Ellora’s Cave, have two books out with them now, and another one pending. Just today a new publisher (for me) told me they would be releasing my first eBook with them in audio, as well, and without waiting–the releases would be simultaneous. This is a first for me, and it’s very exciting to think I will be listening to actors read my book for an audio production!

    Do you write in other genres, too?
    Yes, I write in all genres except science fiction, really. I’ve touched on horror, done sweet romance, as well as straight on erotica, and pretty much everything in between. I love historical romance, and a lot of contemporary cross-genres, as well. Epic fantasy has always been something I love, too. I’m a huge fan of Terry Brooks, and his Sword of Shannara series was my first love in that genre. CJ Cherryh’s Morgaine Saga is another set of books that influenced me greatly.

    Do the people around you know what you write? How have they reacted, or how would they react, to the more steamy stuff?
    Yes, my family has always known what I write. They support me entirely, though they don’t read most of it. ALL of my fantasy writing, and the sweeter romances are read by my sister and my mom, they’re all the family I have. I’m happier that they don’t have any interest in the steamy stuff! 🙂

    Tell us about your most recent titles.
    The newest titles are a mixed bag, really. I’ve done a 13 story anthology for XoXo Publishing™ that is a FREE read, that’s called Snap-Shots. The stories in that collection are varied, some sweet, some highly erotic. My latest from Ellora’s Cave was released recently, too, a thriller called Jaded Hearts that is really sexy and has gotten some great reviews! Also, my latest vampire tale came out a few days ago – a super sexy story called Hunters’ Game that has gotten the most amazing feedback from readers! That one is with New Dawning International Book Fair.

    Do you have a favourite, or favourites, among your stories?
    I don’t really know if I have favourites, per se. I like different titles for different reasons. I have a set of two Victorian mysteries that I know are among the best things I’ve written, they are tied to the Ripper murders. I love Michael Devane, the inspector who is the hero of the stories. My fantasy novel, As Fate Decrees, is one of my favourites because it’s all tied into Greek Mythology. I have a mainstream mystery thriller with paranormal overtones, as well, called Shades of Death. Oddly, what often happens is the books I like least sell much better than those I really do like, so I never really know what to write for market.

    How do you normally go about developing and writing a story?
    The process of writing the story or book depends largely on the project itself. If I am writing a novel, then I start by outlining the story in detail, very organized, broken into chapters, so I have a clear guide to take me through it. Outlines can run 25-45 or so pages, depending on how much detail I want to get onto the page before I start the actual writing. If it’s shorter pieces, I can write down one of two pages, or as little as a couple of paragraphs just to keep the idea fresh. Details emerge as I write, and they often tie together very smoothly without me being fully aware of it until I’m done. Of course, I sometimes make glaring errors that aren’t readily apparent, too, which is why detail-oriented proofreaders and editors are so valuable to any author!

    Do you have any favourite romance/erotica authors?
    I love anything by Lara Adrian, and Nalini Singh. I love the work of Gena Showalter, and Lucy Monroe is my inspiration for all things romantic. Sylvain Reynard’s writing just dazzles me totally, and I thoroughly enjoy virtually all of Sylvia Day’s work. I’m also a huge fan of Cynthia Garner, Kristen Painter, and many fantasy authors. Shayla Black and JR Ward are authors I’ve read a lot from, as well. Oh, and a relatively new author called Zandria Munson is wonderful, too!!

    And finally, what can we expect to see from you soon?
    My next releases will be a mixed bunch of stories, as usual. Ellora’s Cave has a Halloween thriller called Reckless Assignation coming soon. Return To Love is a short western, and is my first audio title, from Eirelander Publishing. Really looking forward to that one. Plus, I’m working on a story with a genie as the hero. Once these are done, I have two new novels in the works for next year. There really is not enough time to write all the wonderful stories in my head, but I want to keep exploring and growing, and most of all, I want to keep entertaining readers with my stories. So, with luck, there will be many more years to tell the tales!!

    Anyone who leaves a comment, we’ll do a random draw and give away a copy of one of Denysé’s newest books.

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    More links to erotica extracts

    Posted 19 September 2012 By Polly J Adams

    Over the last year or so I’ve published a lot of erotica extracts here, but – because of the nature of a blog – older posts tend to end up buried away out of sight. So every so often I’m posting some links to those extracts, to help people find them.

    Here’s another batch, with links to the extracts:

    Danger Fucks: The Half-minute Pick-up
    Jess has this thing she does whenever that mischievous, horny mood steals over her and she just wants cock. Different cock. She calls it the half-minute pick-up. It’s such a thrill, that dangerous rush of picking a man out, approaching him, pausing, making eye contact, an innocent comment… Half a minute is all it takes. Jess is careful, she’s selective, and it has worked every time for her.

    Jenny Goes Dogging
    Jenny’s marriage has gone flat – her life has gone flat – and she’s determined to do something about it. When she stumbles across a group of people having sex in a local car park one evening she realises there might just be a way to bring some fun back into her life. At first she watches them from a distance, but when she realises she’s hooked there’s only one thing for her to do…

    The Virgin and the Three Brothers
    Jade Redfearn has led a sheltered life, but now must choose one of three brothers as her partner. Will it be athletic tennis coach Joe, shy genius Adam, or ultra-successful Luke? With the help of her wealthy father’s all-knowing PA Gwendolyn, Jade sets out on a quest to find out. A very adult contemporary fairy tale.

    Letting Go (a tale of paranormal erotica)
    She almost turned and left, but she couldn’t. She was drawn to him. She had to be here. She had to join him. She couldn’t let him go. Ever. Intensely passionate and erotic… a story of love, loss and sexual abandon.

    Virgin Territory (a tale of paranormal erotica)
    After a night of madness when the sisters Anna and Esme demonstrated their power over the village in an orgy of passion and release, Ruth and Saul have only one option: to flee, to find a fresh start somewhere far away. But the sisters have other ideas, and they set out to use their unearthly talents to trap the two lovers forever. The final instalment of paranormal erotica series The Touch.

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    Erotica samples

    Posted 12 September 2012 By Polly J Adams

    Over the last year or so I’ve published a lot of erotica extracts here, but – because of the nature of a blog – older posts tend to end up buried away out of sight. So every so often I’m posting some links to those extracts, to help people find them.

    Here’s another batch, with links to the extracts:

    Danger Fucks: To Sir, With Lust (or, Double-teamed at the Parent-teacher Evening)
    Going back to school to talk to her daughter’s teachers triggered all kinds of memories for Karen. It made her feel like a teenager again. And it brought back the fantasies, the teenage crushes on some of the teachers. But what do you do when you get the opportunity to play out one of those fantasies for real? In a story based on a true encounter, Karen tells all.

    Indulgence 1: The Sex Club
    When I woke, I didn’t know where I was, or whose warm, naked body was pressing against my back. How had last night ended up like this…? The first of a set of three stories set in the Indulgence sex club, The Sex Club continues the story started in the popular Knee-tremblers series.

    Stacey’s Sleepover (or, A Threesome with my Boyfriend and his Best Friend)
    When Stacey checked on her house-guest she didn’t expect to find him lying there with the covers pushed aside, stark naked and clearly very aroused. She didn’t expect to suddenly want him so much. The question is, what should she do about it? An explicit adult story featuring a threesome with one woman and two men.

    You’re on a train together; it’s quiet, you’re tempted… You’re at a remote beach, there’s a chalet, a chance to get warm… You’re at work, and you just know you’re going to cross the line… You’re out together and the only rule is No Touching… only watching… You’re tempted – you know you are. Four intensely-charged erotic stories focusing on your desires, your fantasies. You…

    All Come Together (a tale of paranormal erotica)
    A very adult tale of magic, passion and explicit sex from the author of Touched, Letting Go and Private Party. Fearing himself to be magically Charmed by the enigmatic Ruth, Saul is tempted to take the advice he has been given to flee while he still can, but then one night the men of the village are drawn to the Hall where Ruth lives and Saul is compelled to follow… The third instalment of paranormal erotica series The Touch.

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    So who is this PJ Adams…?

    Posted 10 September 2012 By Polly J Adams

    Hmmm… If I’m not too mistaken there might just be some connection between Polly J Adams, author of explicit erotica, and PJ Adams, whose first erotic romance was published in early September. Do you think there might be?

    No prizes: there is.

    Authors and publishers are often confronted with questions of labelling. Whether to use a pen-name or not?

    I write in a variety of genres, and I use different names for most of them. It makes a lot of sense to use a different name for very different kinds of writing: readers of my cookery books might be a bit surprised to find a book like Flash Mob Gangbang, and my erotic romance readers might be surprised to find that Lucy Gets A New Toy is an early reader (not that these are real examples!).

    Which is a rather long-winded way of explaining that I’ve decided that it’s worth distinguishing between my full-on smut and my new erotic romance series, The Object of his Desire.

    So why not a completely separate pen-name?

    While there are definite differences between the audiences for erotica and erotic romance, there’s a clear overlap, too. I like to think that someone who enjoys The Object of his Desire could well enjoy my Knee-tremblers and Indulgence series, for instance, a set of eight stories that follow a young woman’s journey of sexual exploration and her growing relationship with the wealthy owner of a sex club; it’s explicit erotica, but it’s also a love story.

    So, a thinly disguised pen-name that separates out two strands of my writing, but also allows for a bit of healthy cross-fertilization.

    That’s the theory, at least!

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    Pollygraph (interviews with erotica authors): Angelica Dawson

    Posted 8 September 2012 By Polly J Adams

    Why erotica?
    Because my real name writes YA and I need to get the sexual frustration out somehow. That’s not the whole reason. I get a rush from both writing and reading erotica. I’m definitely one of those people that needs serious mental stimulation as well as physical. Erotica does that for me.


    How did you get into it?
    I started in fanfiction, adding sex scenes to my favourite stories. It was only a matter of time before my own characters started making out in my head.


    What kinds of erotica do you write?
    I’m a big fan of BDSM. It’s something I haven’t felt comfortable getting into seriously in real life. My husband and I dabble, but we aren’t really sure we want to open our marriage to another Dom. I live my fantasies out on the page instead. I tend toward hetero sex because it is what I am most familiar with. I’ve dabbled in Lesbian and Gay with more ease on the Lesbian front than the Gay. I find it much easier to imagine myself as one or the other woman in a pair than either of the men. Another fantasy our marriage hasn’t given me opportunity to indulge, and therefore features in a lot of my erotic writing, is multiple partners, poly-amorous relationships and straight up orgies.

    What is it that makes paranormal erotica work so well?
    You are already fantasizing. You have already taken reality and tossed it out the window (otherwise we’d be writing two-pump chumps, have parts stuck in zippers and many of the women wouldn’t quite get off). It’s just a tiny hop to make your partner a raging wolf, a magician that can tie you in invisible bonds, or a vampire that doesn’t just nibble your ear but bites right into it. We’ve already entered the playground. It’s easy to play.

    Tell us about your experiences as an erotica author. What have the big challenges and successes been?
    The biggest challenge for me was getting the courage to send out that first submission. I didn’t have any trouble posting my fanfiction for all to see and read. The erotica itself didn’t trouble me. Rejection did. I had gotten good reception for my fanfiction, so I felt I had something to offer. When a friend suggested I submit to her romance press’ erotica affiliate, I thought, sure, why not. Then I hummed and hawed for a few more days before hitting send. I also agonized for a day or five after receive acceptance. I write YA. This was kinda risky when set next to my other work. In the end, I created this penname and have tried not to look back. Angelica has been a huge success for me. My real name doesn’t have the same connections, doesn’t have the same access to her audience, just isn’t doing as well as she is. Angelica is really teaching me how to get my name out there.


    Do you write in any other genres, too?
    My first novel, under my real name, is a YA Post-apocalyptic renaissance. So it blends the low tech of a fantasy novel with the science fiction of a future world. It is also the first in a pair or trilogy (still not sure if it needs a third book or not). My second novel, likely also releasing this month, is a family saga about three different girls who were abused by the same man and how their lives were benefited or hindered by their families. Then there’s Blue Moon House, Vampire BDSM… those different enough? No? How about I throw in my current WIP which is a YA zombie time loop? Kinda like Buffy in Ground Hog Day. I’m excited about that too. 😉 


    Do the people around you know what you write? How have they reacted, or how would they react?
    I haven’t kept it secret (and my real name is probably one of the worst kept secrets around). Most are interested to know what kind of erotica it is. My boss has said she’ll be taking a look at my novella. My Mom is supportive. Most of the others just nod. Erotica as a genre has become so much more accepted that although they might not be interested in my work specifically, they aren’t surprised I’m writing it. For instance, I don’t expect my mother-in-law will read Blue Moon House, but she merely nodded upon learning I’d written it. After she checked that I was using a penname. hehe Don’t want the young adults looking me up and picking up Blue Moon House by accident! They can find it, let’s face it, there’s no way to stop them, but they won’t stumble on it with the different names.

    Tell us about your most recent titles.
    I had two releases on September 1. The first is my novella, Blue Moon House. The House is owned and operated by Vampires who swear their clientele to secrecy. They only drink from those who trust and submit to them, offering the blood essentially. They don’t drain their prey either, instead using their saliva as a special aphrodisiac to give their prey the best nights of their lives. Each vampire has their own methods, their own preferences, but all are driven by sex, sharing pleasure with each other when the humans go home or to sleep. The first book follows Julia as she tries to earn her way to being a vampire. She must convince each Vampire that they want to spend eternity with her, and she only has one encounter to do so. It’s a heady task, but the payoff is too great for her to give it less than her best effort.

    The second story is included in the Campus Sexploits anthology. The Highest Bidder is centered around a charity auction selling off the members of the football team. Laura had planned to bid on her on-again, off-again boyfriend, but when Tim Cooper doesn’t receive any bids, she comes to his rescue and finds herself not at all disappointed in her decision.


    How do you normally go about writing an erotic story? Is there much, ahem, research involved…?
    haha. I’ve done quite a bit of BDSM research because I’m not familiar with it. I’ve tried researching gay sex in the hopes that I might be more comfortable writing that, but so far, it hasn’t happened. Other than that, though, my stories all start in my head. Most of them are 3/4 fleshed out before I set fingers to keyboard. At that point, I’m just watching the couple in my head, peeking into every mind to get an idea what this encounter means and feels like. Every erotic story I’ve ever written either started as a hot dream interrupted by the bloody alarm or somewhere my mind wandered to while reading something (giving me a setting) watching something (giving me characters) or even having sex (a position, a way of touching). Then the mind worm works his way through my head, getting me horny at inopportune moments until I finally give in and write the little bugger down. Usually after that, I can get off and it will leave me alone until I go back for edits…. My husband loves when I’m writing erotica.


    And finally, what can we expect to see from you soon?
    Definitely. I have plans to enter more anthologies. I have an erotic romance that was written as a serial that I hope to rewrite into a novel. And every vampire in Blue Moon House has a backstory. They all recently start clamouring again for me to write those. So there will probably be a few more BMH books as well.

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    When Trudy goes to her estranged brother’s wedding, the last thing she expects is one of those moments: a handsome stranger, their eyes meeting across a crowded room… a tempting, but dangerous stranger. Determined to find out more, she discovers that dark secrets bind him to her brother; she also learns that he’s the kind of man who gets what he wants, and what he wants right now is Trudy.


    Even now, I’m unsure whether it was a genuine Jane Austen moment or the worst of clichés: eyes meeting across a crowded room, for heaven’s sake.
    What can I say?
    I was nervous, in a crowd of mostly strangers and distant acquaintances.
    I was feeling flustered after a difficult journey and finally arriving at this little chapel in the middle of nowhere later than I’d intended – I hate not being in control.
     I was unsettled by the rush of mixed emotions in my head. I was about to see my big brother again after far too long; despite following him across the Atlantic to England we’d drifted ever farther apart over the last couple of years.
    I was thrown by the realization that his best man was Charlie, the ex who could still wrap me around his posh little English finger after all this time.
    Under these circumstances a girl can surely be forgiven a lapse into cliché. No?
    I’d driven for nearly four hours to reach this remote little Norfolk chapel. It had taken far too long to escape the tangle of London traffic, and even longer driving through the winding East Anglian lanes trying to find the place.
    Deep breath, Trudy. I was here. I’d made it on time.
    I stood outside the chapel and straightened my three-quarter length Anoushka G dress. Deep cornflower blue, with scooped neck-line and a lily fascinator pinned to my long auburn hair, even I’d admit that I felt good in my wedding outfit.
    I realized I was falling back on coping strategies I’d developed in my teens: a constant interior monologue of commentary and pep talks.
    You look good, Trude.
    That dress will make up for all sorts, and you can get away with those sucky-in Magic Knickers you bought in desperation, because you just know you’re the only one who’s ever going to see them.
     Nice shoes, by the way.
    Whatever it takes.
    I recognized a few of the faces of the guests milling around in the churchyard. They were Cambridge buddies of Ethan’s. When I’d first come over from New Haven, I’d hung out with him in his college halls for a few weeks before landing my temporary job at Ellison and Coles, a wonderfully quaint traditional publisher with offices just off Covent Garden, right in the heart of London.
    As we waited to enter the chapel, people smiled at me and nodded, but they were all in their own little groups and no one seemed particularly interested in me. I didn’t mind. I wasn’t in any mood for small talk, just yet. Instead, I checked my cell phone, only to find that there was no signal. I opened my mail just the same, and glanced through emails I’d already downloaded.
    “You’ve got signal? Or are you just bluffing so you look busy even though you’re here on your own and nobody’s talking to you?”
    I didn’t look round. I didn’t have to.
    “Bastard,” I said softly.
    “But a good-looking bastard, right? You always did say that I scrubbed up rather well.”
    I turned. Honey-blond hair, sharp blue eyes, and the way the tuxedo and neatly pressed pants hung on his lean body… I took a deep breath and tried not to find him attractive.
    Charlie didn’t look a day older than when I’d last seen him over a year before, ducking a flying ash tray as he backed out of the Islington apartment we’d shared back then.
    “Last time I saw you–”
    “You were a lousy shot. I only ducked to make you feel better about your aim. See? Even then I was looking out for you, babe.”
    “I only missed because I didn’t want blood on the carpet. It was deliberate.”
    “You preferred that dent in the door?” The ash tray had made a nasty gouge in the wood-panel door on impact. I’d never got round to fixing it: my little memento of the year with Charlie.
    “Okay, so I misjudged that one. I should have hit you with it.”
    “You look good, Trude.”
    “Too damned right I do. You think I’d come to my brother’s wedding and look like shit?”
    I was smiling by then. Our arguments went like that: they either got more and more intense or we’d end up laughing and wondering what we’d been fighting about.
    “It’s been a long time, Trude.”
    I leaned forward and kissed him on the cheek. He smelt of Issey Miyake and cigarettes.
    “Shouldn’t you be inside with Ethan? I assume he’s turned up?”
    “Fresh air break,” said Charlie, tapping the cigarette-box-shaped bulge in the breast pocket of his tuxedo. “You know how it is.”
    “Haven’t you given that stuff up yet?”
    “Everyone’s got their vices, Trudy. Even you.”
    I raised one eyebrow and fixed him with a hard stare until he was forced to look away. If the occasional vodka and tonic too many and a tendency to over-stretch my credit cards on Karen Millen and Jimmy Choo were vices, then yes, Charlie had a point, but he was pushing it.
    I looked around again. The chapel was set in a stand of pine trees, a short distance from a sprawling country house, all tall windows and mock classical columns. The landscape was so flat here: fields stretching away to another line of dark pine trees, and the sea beyond. I don’t think I’d ever seen a landscape so haunting, so weighted down with sadness.
    “I need a drink,” I muttered. I don’t know why I was so tense. There was no bad feeling between me and Ethan; we just hadn’t seen each other for a while. A bit of awkwardness, that was all.
    “Later, Trude. Later.”
    “So how did my brother end up getting married in a place like this? Does all this belong to her family? Is that it?”
    One further element of embarrassment was that I’d never actually met Ethan’s fiancée, Eleanor.
    I didn’t know much about her at all. Very English, was how Ethan had described her on the phone, way back when they’d just started to realize they were getting serious. An English rose, Trudy. Can you believe that? Me, with my very own English rose?
    I thought he was a bit scared then, feeling out of his depth with this girl and her landed family and their English ways.
    “Family with money,” said Charlie. “It’s all about who you know. Connections.”
    That was when it happened. My Jane Austen moment. My cliché.
    My attention was snagged by movement in the chapel doorway and I turned, thinking Ethan must be emerging and now was the time for me to go and hug him and sweep away the distance that had grown between us.
    Instead, it was a guy I’d never seen before.
    He was in a tux, this newcomer. He was about six foot, and his shoulders were square, almost as if he was wearing a quarterback’s shoulder pads. He was either an athlete or he spent far too much time looking after himself in the gym.
    So: first impression was okay, but nothing to write home about.
    And then… that Jane Austen moment.
    He peered around, as if lost, and then his eyes fell upon me. It was almost as if he recognized me, as if he’d been waiting all his life for me… but then realized he was mistaken, he didn’t know me at all – exactly that kind of double take.
    He looked away, and then glanced back.
    His eyes were dark, but when they settled on you it was as if you’d been fixed by a hawk. A raptor, eyeing his prey.
    I shook myself, made myself look away. I couldn’t believe I was actually blushing.
    Eyes meeting across a crowded gathering.
    It was a cliché. I was flustered by my late arrival and by the tense undercurrents of the occasion.
    That’s all it was.
    Nothing more.
    And yes, perhaps I protest too much.


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    Erotica extracts

    Posted 5 September 2012 By Polly J Adams

    Over the last year or so I’ve published a lot of erotica extracts here, but – because of the nature of a blog – older posts tend to end up buried away out of sight. So every so often I’m posting some links to those extracts, to help people find them.

    Here’s another batch, with links to the extracts:

    Three Times a Virgin
    Jess likes to explore her sexuality; she likes to play and she’s a girl who finds it very hard to say “no”. Her husband Adam is less adventurous. He likes to fantasise. He encourages Jess in her sexual adventures and loves to hear about them afterwards. Then, chatting one night in bed, Jess realises that Adam might be open to a little more than just planning and hearing about her exploits…

    Girl Talk: Massage Party
    You know how it is when things take an unexpected turn, right? Like when you go for a day at the spa with your husband and things get a bit steamy between the two of you. And when your full body massage turns out to be a very intimate kind of massage while your husband watches. Sometimes these things happen, and when they do you just have to roll with it.

    Touched Again (a tale of paranormal erotica)
    She came to him in the night. She came to him in his dreams, a phantom lover with a very special touch. Now, in the second instalment of paranormal erotica series The Touch, Ruth sets out to win Saul on her own, without any magical help from sisters Anna and Esme. But if she can’t use supernatural Charms and Enchantments, just what can she do to make him hers? The second instalment of paranormal erotica series The Touch.

    Danger Fucks: Personal Service
    We’ve all done it. That snatched blowjob on a quiet train, the bathroom knee-trembler in a house full of people, the car park quickie. Adrenalin sex… the danger fuck. In the first in a new series of stories by bestselling author Polly J Adams, Jackie starts to fantasise about the hot young shop assistant while she’s trying on a new dress. An explicit adult story of blowjobs and public sex.

    Easy as one, two, three
    J fantasises a lot. About the hot new instructor at the gym. About a female friend. About having sex with more than one man at a time. And sometimes she just can’t help getting carried away.

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