I'm nearly finished final edits for my contemporary erotic romance "Alex Craig Has A Threesome". This book is about a young woman who finds her dream job in a company called Babes. Babes makes expensive, high-end sex dolls. She also meets the man of her dreams who introduces her to a heady world of excess, luxury, food porn, and debauchery. She's in for quite a ride!
Here are the opening paragraphs of "Alex Craig Has A Threesome" (not final edit). I shop this book out to publishers once I finish editing it, which will be by the end of May. I'll let everyone know when it's accepted. I may self-publish it if the publishers I have in mind choose to turn it down. I'll cross that bridge when I get to it.
Alex Craig looked at the women who sat with her in the waiting room. A few of them spoke. One came from as far away as California. Alex hoped she had an edge over the out-of-towners because she was a Boston native. Did any of them suspect she wore a jelly rubber butterfly beneath her staid business suit? The tiny sex toy nestled against her pussy, its silent vibrations arousing her so much her nipples hardened against the lace fabric of her bra. I'm going to walk into that interview horny as hell. It's only fitting, considering what kind of company this is.
Men who were obviously employees walked back and forth, up and down the hallway, and each one of them looked so scrumptious she wanted to devour a few for an early lunch. One of them approached the office where the interviews were being held. He took one look at Alex and stopped dead in his tracks. She nearly gasped at the sight of him. A bright smile creased the sexiest bedroom eyes she had ever seen. The gorgeous man stared at her as if he couldn't quite believe what he saw. Has he guessed I'm masturbating in a room full of unsuspecting women?
A few of the women turned towards her, and she could have sworn jealousy had burned their eyes a scorching shade of green. Pleased with herself, Alex bit her lip to keep from smiling too broadly. She suspected that man was one of the interviewers, and he noticed her above all the others!
And boy, did she notice him, too! His face was chiseled perfection, most likely acquired under a knife. Broad shoulders cut into his tailored Italian suit. Piercing almond-shaped brown eyes topped with angular black eyebrows stared hard at her face, her breasts, her legs, and her skirt where her cunt was – where that butterfly worked its magic on her. Thick black hair covered his head, and his skin was the color of mocha. He has some Japanese in him somewhere… God, I love Asian men… His voice was like honey running over her skin. Warm and sticky. She wanted to lick him off, slowly.
"Miss, are you here for the interview?" He asked.
"Yes, I am."
"Good luck." He opened the door to the office at the end of the waiting area and walked inside.