I’m happy to introduce you to a paranormal author who writes with romantic elements. He’s a fellow Paranormal Romance Guild member and all-around great guy.
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Please welcome James DiBenedetto to The Flames!
Excerpt (from “Dream Family”):
I’m standing completely still and he reaches down, puts his
hands on my waist, takes hold of my panties.
He stays like that for a moment, watching me for a reaction. I smile, and I say just one word:
“Please.” His hands are welcome there –
he can touch me anyplace, anytime. He
pulls my panties down, and they fall around my ankles. I step out of them, and I’m naked. Completely exposed. Exactly the way I want – need – to be.
hands on my waist, takes hold of my panties.
He stays like that for a moment, watching me for a reaction. I smile, and I say just one word:
“Please.” His hands are welcome there –
he can touch me anyplace, anytime. He
pulls my panties down, and they fall around my ankles. I step out of them, and I’m naked. Completely exposed. Exactly the way I want – need – to be.
I do the same for him.
I do it so slowly, stretching it out, the same way I always linger over
unwrapping the last present under the Christmas tree. First his shirt, one button at a time,
pausing after each one, kissing every inch of his chest as it’s uncovered. Then his pants; I carefully, deliberately
unbuckle his belt, unbutton them at the waist, and with a hand that’s not
trembling at all, I pull down the zipper.
He lets the pants fall down, and I turn my attention to his boxers. I tug them down, a bit at a time, until,
finally, all is revealed.
I do it so slowly, stretching it out, the same way I always linger over
unwrapping the last present under the Christmas tree. First his shirt, one button at a time,
pausing after each one, kissing every inch of his chest as it’s uncovered. Then his pants; I carefully, deliberately
unbuckle his belt, unbutton them at the waist, and with a hand that’s not
trembling at all, I pull down the zipper.
He lets the pants fall down, and I turn my attention to his boxers. I tug them down, a bit at a time, until,
finally, all is revealed.
Now he’s naked and exposed, and he takes one step back. We stand there, maybe two feet apart, and for
– I don’t know how long – we just look at each other, up and down, as though
it’s the first time we’ve ever seen each other this way.
– I don’t know how long – we just look at each other, up and down, as though
it’s the first time we’ve ever seen each other this way.
Everything about him is beautiful, from those browny-brown
eyes, to his smiling mouth and strong chin, to those wonderful new muscles he’s
been working on, to – to everything, all the way down. I could look at him like this forever.
eyes, to his smiling mouth and strong chin, to those wonderful new muscles he’s
been working on, to – to everything, all the way down. I could look at him like this forever.
I go back up, taking all the time in the world, inch by
inch, drinking in every detail, until I’m staring into his eyes, lost in
them. No, not lost. I see myself reflected in them. And in that reflection, I see all the beauty
he sees in me. He’s always seen that,
and I know he always will.
inch, drinking in every detail, until I’m staring into his eyes, lost in
them. No, not lost. I see myself reflected in them. And in that reflection, I see all the beauty
he sees in me. He’s always seen that,
and I know he always will.
We reach out to each other, and a moment later we’re on the
bed, our hands all over each other – but, again, moving slowly, gently,
teasingly. We’re exploring every inch of
each other. Just like the way he
undressed me, this is how it was that first night – except his hands are sure
instead of tentative, and I know the body I’m exploring every bit as well as my
own.
bed, our hands all over each other – but, again, moving slowly, gently,
teasingly. We’re exploring every inch of
each other. Just like the way he
undressed me, this is how it was that first night – except his hands are sure
instead of tentative, and I know the body I’m exploring every bit as well as my
own.
Back then, that first time, and in the first few months
afterwards, we were still learning each other.
I had to watch his eyes to know when he was losing himself, when
conscious thought disappeared and unconscious desire was all that
remained. But now I can sense it as
easily as I can feel it in myself. I can
take him to the very edge of that moment, and then bring him back. A hand caressing his thigh, a kiss on his
chin, a whisper in his ear; I know exactly how to touch him.
afterwards, we were still learning each other.
I had to watch his eyes to know when he was losing himself, when
conscious thought disappeared and unconscious desire was all that
remained. But now I can sense it as
easily as I can feel it in myself. I can
take him to the very edge of that moment, and then bring him back. A hand caressing his thigh, a kiss on his
chin, a whisper in his ear; I know exactly how to touch him.
And – God, the way his hands, his lips, feel on my skin! –
he knows my body just as well. He can –
he is! – doing the same to me.
he knows my body just as well. He can –
he is! – doing the same to me.
We take each other back and forth, over and over, dancing
right up to that point and pulling back, until every nerve in both our bodies
is screaming. I don’t know how long we
go on like that, before we look into each other’s eyes and we both know the
moment has arrived.
right up to that point and pulling back, until every nerve in both our bodies
is screaming. I don’t know how long we
go on like that, before we look into each other’s eyes and we both know the
moment has arrived.
He rolls onto his back, and I’m on top of him. He doesn’t flinch at my weight pressing down
on him; neither of us have any attention or thought to spare as we go over the
edge together.
on him; neither of us have any attention or thought to spare as we go over the
edge together.
After that there’s only sensation, only
pleasure, his and mine, and a shout from my throat – no, from the very core of
me – that rattles the windows and echoes through the bedroom as we completely
lose ourselves in each other…
*****
Bio:
J.J. (James) DiBenedetto was born in Yonkers, New York. He
attended Case Western Reserve University, where as his classmates can attest,
he was a complete nerd. Very little has changed since then.
attended Case Western Reserve University, where as his classmates can attest,
he was a complete nerd. Very little has changed since then.
He currently lives in Arlington, Virginia with his beautiful wife
and their cat (who has thoroughly trained them both). When he’s not writing,
James works in the direct marketing field, enjoys the opera, photography and
the New York Giants, among other interests.
and their cat (who has thoroughly trained them both). When he’s not writing,
James works in the direct marketing field, enjoys the opera, photography and
the New York Giants, among other interests.
The “Dreams” series is James’ first published work.
Links:
Individual Book Links:
(no link for book #5 yet, or for the audiobook of book #1)
(that’s for the 10 minute preview of the audiobook on my
website)
website)
Dream Student
What would you do if you could see other
people’s dreams? If you could watch their hidden fantasies and uncover
their deepest, darkest secrets…without them ever knowing?
people’s dreams? If you could watch their hidden fantasies and uncover
their deepest, darkest secrets…without them ever knowing?
Sara Barnes is about
to find out. She thought that all she had to worry about was final exams,
Christmas shopping and deciding whether she likes the cute freshman in the next
dorm who’s got a crush on her.
to find out. She thought that all she had to worry about was final exams,
Christmas shopping and deciding whether she likes the cute freshman in the next
dorm who’s got a crush on her.
But when she starts
seeing dreams that aren’t hers, she learns more than she ever wanted to know
about her friends, her classmates…and a strange, terrifying man whose dreams
could get Sara killed.
seeing dreams that aren’t hers, she learns more than she ever wanted to know
about her friends, her classmates…and a strange, terrifying man whose dreams
could get Sara killed.
“Dream Student” is the thrilling first
installment of the Dreams series.
installment of the Dreams series.
***
Dream Doctor
“I didn’t expect to be woken up by someone I
don’t know dreaming about killing somebody. I thought I was done with
that once and for all…”
don’t know dreaming about killing somebody. I thought I was done with
that once and for all…”
But Sara’s not done
with it. As if adjusting to life as a newlywed and starting medical
school weren’t difficult enough, she’s started seeing the dreams of everyone
around her, again. Before everything is said and done, those dreams might
destroy Sara’s hopes of becoming a doctor, wreck her marriage and even end her
life…
with it. As if adjusting to life as a newlywed and starting medical
school weren’t difficult enough, she’s started seeing the dreams of everyone
around her, again. Before everything is said and done, those dreams might
destroy Sara’s hopes of becoming a doctor, wreck her marriage and even end her
life…
“Dream Doctor” is the thrilling second novel
in the Dreams series.
in the Dreams series.
***
Dream Child
“I would give anything to take
this away from her. I would gladly go back to having the nightmares
myself – the very worst ones, the ones that had me waking up screaming in a
pool of my own vomit – rather than see Lizzie go through this…”
this away from her. I would gladly go back to having the nightmares
myself – the very worst ones, the ones that had me waking up screaming in a
pool of my own vomit – rather than see Lizzie go through this…”
As a resident at
Children’s Hospital, Sara can handle ninety hour workweeks, fighting to save
her young patients from deadly childhood diseases. But she’s about to be
faced with a challenge that all her training and experience haven’t prepared
her for: her four-year-old daughter has inherited her ability to see other
people’s dreams…
Children’s Hospital, Sara can handle ninety hour workweeks, fighting to save
her young patients from deadly childhood diseases. But she’s about to be
faced with a challenge that all her training and experience haven’t prepared
her for: her four-year-old daughter has inherited her ability to see other
people’s dreams…
“Dream Child” is the suspenseful
third novel in the “Dreams” series.
third novel in the “Dreams” series.
***
Dream Family
“Why is this so hard for me? Why am
I having so much trouble? Why do I feel so helpless, so hopeless?
What the hell is wrong with me?”
I having so much trouble? Why do I feel so helpless, so hopeless?
What the hell is wrong with me?”
After tangling with
murders and mobsters, not to mention medical school and three years of
residency, Sara thought she could handle anything. And then the police
show up without warning at her new office and arrest her for a crime she can’t
possibly have committed. Sara’s confidence, and her grip on reality, is
shattered during one terrifying night in jail.
murders and mobsters, not to mention medical school and three years of
residency, Sara thought she could handle anything. And then the police
show up without warning at her new office and arrest her for a crime she can’t
possibly have committed. Sara’s confidence, and her grip on reality, is
shattered during one terrifying night in jail.
Now, the very dreams
that have endangered her life and driven her to the edge of madness may be the
only thing that can help Sara find herself again…
that have endangered her life and driven her to the edge of madness may be the
only thing that can help Sara find herself again…
“Dream Family” is the powerful
fourth novel in the “Dreams” series.
fourth novel in the “Dreams” series.
***
Waking Dream
“Oh, God! We can hurt each other. Whatever we do to each other in the dream,
we’ll do it to ourselves for real…”
we’ll do it to ourselves for real…”
When her own dreams are visited by a mysterious woman in
a red dress, Sara realizes she has something she never expected: a counterpart,
someone outside her family who shares her talent to see other people’s dreams.
a red dress, Sara realizes she has something she never expected: a counterpart,
someone outside her family who shares her talent to see other people’s dreams.
When the woman in red keeps showing up in other dreams as
well, leaving ruined lives in her wake, Sara knows she has something she never
imagined: a nemesis.
well, leaving ruined lives in her wake, Sara knows she has something she never
imagined: a nemesis.
Now, Sara must track the woman in red down in the waking
world, before she’s forced to fight for her life in her dreams…
world, before she’s forced to fight for her life in her dreams…
“Waking Dream” is
the exciting fifth novel in the “Dreams” series.
the exciting fifth novel in the “Dreams” series.
Sheri, thank you SO much for featuring me! I really appreciate it!
I hope you'll stop by again some time!
Oh, absolutely!
Mmmmm, slow undressing is always yummy, James. I hope you enjoy my little bit of hotness also. *********** “You have such fire in you. Let it out, see what it feels like.” A surge of electricity moved from her centre up through her body. She’d felt this in the past, when practising magic, but this time was different. There was a wildness about this energy, a tinge of wickedness, a feeling of wanton, unruly lust, like nothing she’d felt before. Heat built between her legs, and she moaned involuntarily. Her pussy clenched, and suddenly she could smell Adam, then Tristan… Read more »
Naomi is writing HOT again! WOW! Thank you for heating up the morning.
Wow! That's a heck of a wake-up call1
Fascinating excerpt. Here is an excerpt from Black Dorn. He rose and held out his hand. When Branwyn stood, he swept her into his arms and carried her to his bed. "Branwyn, I choose you as my wife, not my duna, my wife." Branwyn’s eyes widened as her hand clasped to her mouth. "You were bought for another, but that can be dealt with. I am the gon-dra." "Do you know by whom I was purchased?" "It is of little matter. Every castle or manor house in this part of the land is loyal to Black Dorn." He placed his… Read more »
For anyone who hasn't read your book, Black Dorn, get ready for some skin-tingling excitement. Awesome read, great story. Thank you so much for sharing your excerpt today!
I'll definitely check that out!
Love!!!
forgot to say – tweeted 🙂
*giggles* Thanks, Daryl. 🙂
Great excerpts. Here is mine from The Secret Life of Miss Anna Marsh. Book #2 in The Marriage Game. Kneeling, Anna unbuttoned the fall of his buckskin breeches. His fully erect shaft sprung up to greet her. She took it lightly in her hands and lowered her mouth over it. “Oh God, Anna,” he moaned. His fingers winnowed through her hair, loosening the pins in her tresses. He tasted salty and musky. She whirled her tongue and sucked. Other than his hands in her hair, he was still. She lifted her head. “Am I doing this right? I read the… Read more »
Man! I just love the ending to your excerpt!! SQUEE!
Love!
Another slow one. Instructions? I'm intrigued.
Hot stuff today! This is from The Cowboy's Baby, coming in September. Cat backed up a step and fought the urge to cover herself with her hands. Instead she lifted her chin and met his eyes with her own undisguised desire. With a saucy glance, she turned and went into the bathroom. After adjusting the water, she stepped under the warm spray. Tanner followed her. He placed a condom beside her shampoo.He placed his hands on either side of her head, pinning her against the wall. Then he bent his head, his lips claiming hers. Their tongues danced, mated. Previewed… Read more »
Nice shower scene. One can never be too clean!
WOW, love it.
Great excerpt, Ladies and Gents! 🙂
I expect to see your work on the Flames very soon, Melissa! Grins!
From my unusual Victorian polyamorous romance with a touch of reader interactive art-history — Loving Leonardo. Setting the stage: Nicolas, Ellie and Luca discuss the artist's methods as they pore over Leonardo da Vinci's book looking for clues to love messages the artist left for his lover Salai. They realize some of Leonardo's techniques work well outside the realm of art, namely blindfolds to remove one sense to enhance the rest. Deprived of sight, they give over to their other senses. ****I could see why Leonardo blindfolded himself. Submerged in touch and sound, scent and taste, I understood why he… Read more »
Here's my excerpt… It is a perfect example of how children can ruin the steamy moment! This is from Three's a Crowd: Listening to Alex’s rant was difficult because I couldn’t do anything to fix things. Chloe had been my friend for years. She was the one who shared her own issues with Alex after their break up and offered a shoulder to lean on during my own divorce. Yet I could understand Alex’s anger. I hated seeing him upset. Curling into the crook of Alex’s arm, I rested my head on his shoulder as he continued to seethe about… Read more »
You wrote that scene GREAT, Melissa! LOL Darn those kids…
Yep, they can cool things down fast!
I love all the excerpts I've seen here today – very hot stuff!
I'll turn up the air conditioning….