Here’s the little taste I promised of my upcoming novella With You...
Etta Brun is the darling of the Nazi-controlled French film industry. Gerhardt Lang is a Gestapo officer with orders for mass murder in his pocket. She’s been barely civil to him whenever their paths cross, so why is she now inviting herself back to his hotel room?
The lift lurched slowly upward. Gerhardt shuddered, hijacked by lust too long repressed. After months of starring in his fantasies, Etta was actually here, in his arms, her sweet tongue between his lips. Scheisse. She tasted better than he’d imagined. She tasted like Paris. He pulled her closer, his senses full of her–raspberries and champagne–yet somehow, miraculously, he held the intensity of his desire in check. They needed to get to his room. Then, when they were safe, he would find out why she was here. Then, and only then, would they fuck.
Release date with a link to pre-order will be revealed soon!
Forgive me readers for I have sinned… it has been many months since my last post. I promise you though, I have been revelling in that sin… doing what I love most. Writing about sex. Lots of it. In a myriad of imaginative ways.
The first project I’ll be unleashing very soon is a series of erotic novellas set during WW2 in France and England.
Wars have been fought and won with the combined efforts of many, in lots of different ways – hand to hand combat, sabotage, subterfuge, seduction… So many interesting interactions, and consequences we can only dream of (and I have been!)
War is a time of extremes. With death a constant shadow, and difficulty and sacrifice a part of daily life, it’s no wonder that moments of joy and pleasure are grasped with both hands. Love, sex and seduction are often all the more exciting and pleasurable when it might be your last day alive.
About the Playing Dirty series of erotic novellas… In the conflicts of the 20th century not many women fought on the front lines, but they did make their own significant contributions, depending on their individual talents – ambulance drivers, nurses, code-breakers, spies, honeytraps.
You may have heard that Josephine Baker spied for the Resistance, carrying messages for the Allies in her sheet music. Nancy Wake was also famous for her involvement in the Resistance, smuggling downed airman and would-be political prisoners out of France beneath the noses of the Nazis. There were so many women, many of them unknown and unrecognised, who employed whatever methods they had available to them to help the war effort, often using their feminine whiles to extract information; to lure and capture the enemy; or just to survive – finding pleasure, and sometimes love, along the way.
Playing Dirty uses the historical circumstances of war as a backdrop for stories about how far passionate people will go to fight for a cause they believe in.
At the start of this post I shared the mocked up covers of two of the stories. Next time you hear from me I’ll share a little taste of With You, the first novella off the rank, which I hope to release in January.
As for my second project… I’ll tell you all about that very soon. I promise there’s lots of delicious erotic adventures. Hint: think of all the naughtiness the gods got up to with humans, nymphs, and each other.
Most people picture a mermaid when they hear the word ‘siren’. In recent art and literature sirens have been largely depicted as beautiful women or men with scales and a tail.
Mention of finned sirens can be found through the centuries on every continent from Japan to Nova Scotia. They are seductive, sensual creatures, luring admirers – and in some cases lovers – with their enchanting song.
Starbucks even adopted a mermaid with a split or dual tails for their logo, an image centuries old, fashioned on an old Norse woodcut.
Originally, in Greek Mythology, sirens were depicted with the lower body of a bird, and artists through the centuries have explored different variations of air and water borne creatures.
J W Waterhouse– Odysseus and the Sirens
Regardless, sirens tend to represent a sensuality laced with danger many associate with a beautiful woman.
You may deduct from this post that I am still working on my ‘tale’ of historical erotic fantasy featuring an unknowing siren who goes on a metaphorical and physical journey of discovery with the delectable adventurer who becomes her husband.
Yes, I was sucked in by the exotic locations, the history and the steamy sex scenes (in ships, on window ledges, on work benches, on beaches, in pools…) The story has grown much larger than the novella I had originally planned. At this stage there are also two short stories, and another two books (at least) in the series. That’s how excited I am about the fantasy dimension behind the ‘real’ historical world that I’ve created.
So, look out for the ‘Nymphs of London’. The first novel ‘Siren Song’ will be calling out to you soon…
In the story I’m madly working on at the moment, Siren, Elisabeth Tanner is a passionate, virginal bride-to-be, set in the British Virgin Islands in the early 19th century. Having grown up in a marginally less rigid society, with a companion/maid who would these days be considered a couples sex therapist (her reason for being employed in Elizabeth’s parents house provides an interesting secondary story) Beth is determined to enjoy the marriage bed.
The day of her engagement to scientist explorer William Swan – the day before he is to leave on a 6 week voyage – Beth gives her betrothed a notebook and asks him to write her a journal of pleasure while he’s away, to enlighten her in the joys of sex.
He goes one better and also has the sail-maker craft a sex-toy to practice with, and to give herself pleasure. Something like this, and 18th century dildo found in Poland, eight inches long and made of high quality leather with a carved wooden tip.
As usual, I did some digging on-line (hence the photo, above) and found some fascinating information on the history of sex aids.
I’ve been bitten by the historical bug… actually, I think I was bitten at birth, and this is in fact a serious relapse! I’ve always been a huge fan of historical fiction – and non-fiction – now I’m being sucked down into a glorious eddy of Victorian hedonism, vice and hidden, ancient sites in the name of research 😉
I can’t wait to share my discoveries as I explore the underground pleasures and taboos of historic London. Watch this space…
But now I have the cover, I better not get distracted by all those wicked temptations… I must write!
Josie Baker EXPOSED 