Showing posts with label Wet as Spring. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wet as Spring. Show all posts

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Coming Together to Share the Love today

Today I'm guest blogging over at Lisabet Sarai's Beyond Romance blog for the Share the Love blog bash this month. We're celebrating the Coming Together series, and because my very first accepted piece of erotica was Wet As Spring, in Coming Together: Al Fresco,  I'm not only giving a little background to the story, but you can read some of the story. You might get drenched!

If you leave a comment on each day (the whole month of February) you'll get a chance to win a $50 gift certificate from All Romance ebooks and a Kindle Fire! The schedule and links is on the left at Lisabet's blog.

Friday, April 24, 2009

After April Showers


The sun is warm today and this weekend we're supposed to get our first taste of real heat. But the other day it was cold and rainy. Must be Spring. 

I'm about to head outside (too bad not into the picture above), but I wanted to post an excerpt from my story that appears in the just-released Coming Together: Al Fresco, which you can purchase here.

From Wet As Spring by Robin Elizabeth

She stepped gently, pushing aside a fern that was as tall as her waist. She came to a shaded bower formed by the entangled branches of a myrtle and and old tanoak. In the shelter beneath the branches, clover clustered in the dapples of sun. She imagined deer bedding down here. She could hear the gushing of the stream, swollen with last week's rain. She reached up and plucked a leaf from the myrtle and crushed it between her fingers to release the sharp, pungent scent. She wished her husband was with her. At the thought, a flush spread over her whole body. I'll bring him here she thought.

...

She felt his hand moving slowly down across her stomach, down her thigh to the hem of her dress, then moving beneath the cloth, back up her leg. Her breath came faster and her muscles tightened in anticipation. But his hand steered wide and came up onto her belly. She quivered. He knew what this did to her, this teasing.

He unbuttoned the front of her dress. The cotton fabric fell open, and she could feel the sun, filtered by the leaves, on her bare skin.

Friday, February 6, 2009

Break out the bubbly!


I got my first acceptance!


What was going to be a rant from me today on the topic of corporate BDSM (at my hubby's job - they're yanking his chain - don't get me started - nobody is having fun and there is no safe word) has instead morphed into a happy dance. 

My story Wet as Spring will be included in Coming Together: Al Fresco (there's the pre-order page) and I'm so excited that I can't contain myself. 

I wish I knew how to get the cover picture on here, but since I'm new at this - though I guess
no longer Extra Virgin - I'll just have to stick with links. 


                                                             Hey! I did it! 

It's coming out on Earth Day and I'm so excited (did I already say that?) to have my first published story be in one of Alessia Brio's Coming Together Anthologies

I could blabber on for ages, but I have to go help get a broken-down truck home. Actually, to tell the truth, I didn't get champagne, but this. Trader Joe's had it - they'd just put it on the shelf 2 hours before I was in there today. 

Oh shit! I have to write a bio!