Coming Unbound
by Lacey
Savage
~~~~~~~~~~~~~
BLURB:
Ginny and Cole have struggled to connect intimately since before
their marriage. When Cole suggests they surprise each other with the most
sexually daring things they can dream up for their anniversary, Ginny
reluctantly musters every ounce of courage she possesses to get nipple
piercings.
Cole’s
surprise?
He’s
turned their suburban basement into a dungeon—and hired a sexy Dom to teach
them the art of BDSM.
Desperately
in love with his wife, Cole’s aware of sensitive sexual demons in Ginny’s past,
and will try anything to beat them. Whips, toys, ménage play with the Dom…all
these and more could help Ginny find pleasure, break through her issues.
Or,
if they’re not careful, possibly just break Ginny.
EXCERPT:
By the time our third round of drinks arrived, we’d determined that I had no imagination of my own, which probably explained why I had chosen technical writing as a career.
We had also established that I’d never thought about dressing up as a naughty nurse or a strict schoolteacher or a sexy maid. I didn’t fantasize about being blindfolded or tickled with a feather or covered in chocolate sauce. I’d also never wanted to have sex in public or watch porn or pose for nude photos.
“Wow.” Donna twirled the stem of her martini glass between her fingers. “So what do you fantasize about?”
An image of a woman tied to a tree in a dark forest flashed through my head. It was brief and sudden, jolting me so I sat ramrod straight in my chair. “Nothing.”
She tilted her head at an angle and looked at me as if I’d just sprouted a third eyeball in the middle of my forehead. “Come on. You can’t be serious.”
I couldn’t hold her gaze anymore, so I looked past her right shoulder into the crowd. I used to have fantasies. Filthy ones that involved whips and pain and reddened flesh. But Ben had cured me of those long ago.
“There’s something wrong with me, isn’t there?” I was feeling more and more miserable with each passing second, and the cocktails weren’t helping. I huffed out a breath. “Listen, I like sex. It’s pleasurable and pleasant and nice.”
Donna’s laugh startled me. It went on and on. “Nice?” She gasped when she could finally catch her breath and dabbed a tear from the corner of her eye. “Sex is nice? No, no, no. A foot rub is nice. A perfect creme brûlée is nice. The sight of a sleeping kitten is nice. Sex is… It’s toe-curling, incredible, mind-blowing.”
I lifted an eyebrow. “Mind-blowing?”
She nodded. “If you’re doing it right.”
Clearly I’d been doing it wrong for a very long time. Was that my fault or Cole’s? I still had so many questions, and I was no closer to figuring out how to surprise my husband for our anniversary.
I stared down into my empty glass. “There aren’t enough drinks in the world for this.”
We had also established that I’d never thought about dressing up as a naughty nurse or a strict schoolteacher or a sexy maid. I didn’t fantasize about being blindfolded or tickled with a feather or covered in chocolate sauce. I’d also never wanted to have sex in public or watch porn or pose for nude photos.
“Wow.” Donna twirled the stem of her martini glass between her fingers. “So what do you fantasize about?”
An image of a woman tied to a tree in a dark forest flashed through my head. It was brief and sudden, jolting me so I sat ramrod straight in my chair. “Nothing.”
She tilted her head at an angle and looked at me as if I’d just sprouted a third eyeball in the middle of my forehead. “Come on. You can’t be serious.”
I couldn’t hold her gaze anymore, so I looked past her right shoulder into the crowd. I used to have fantasies. Filthy ones that involved whips and pain and reddened flesh. But Ben had cured me of those long ago.
“There’s something wrong with me, isn’t there?” I was feeling more and more miserable with each passing second, and the cocktails weren’t helping. I huffed out a breath. “Listen, I like sex. It’s pleasurable and pleasant and nice.”
Donna’s laugh startled me. It went on and on. “Nice?” She gasped when she could finally catch her breath and dabbed a tear from the corner of her eye. “Sex is nice? No, no, no. A foot rub is nice. A perfect creme brûlée is nice. The sight of a sleeping kitten is nice. Sex is… It’s toe-curling, incredible, mind-blowing.”
I lifted an eyebrow. “Mind-blowing?”
She nodded. “If you’re doing it right.”
Clearly I’d been doing it wrong for a very long time. Was that my fault or Cole’s? I still had so many questions, and I was no closer to figuring out how to surprise my husband for our anniversary.
I stared down into my empty glass. “There aren’t enough drinks in the world for this.”
What sparked your
interest in becoming a romance writer?
I
read a book from Ellora’s Cave (Cheyenne McCray’s King of Hearts, the first
book in her Wonderland series), and I was absolutely blown away. I’d never read
an erotic romance before, and it was as though an entire world opened up for me
right then and there. I remember turning the last page and sitting there for a
while, contemplating this new genre. I started writing my first novella the
next day.
What was the first
romance novel you read that made an impression on you?
Without
a doubt, it was Outlander, by Diana
Gabaldon. I was instantly swept away by the immersive story, and her characters
stuck with me for a long time after reading that book. I kept thinking about
Jaimie… who to me embodies the perfect hero. Passionate, strong, protective,
and loyal to a fault. I’ve reread the book a dozen times in the past fifteen
years, and I have the same emotional, overwhelming response to it each and
every time.
Do you plan all your
characters out before you start a story or do they develop as you write?
A
little bit of both. I do some advance planning before I start. I like to know
my main characters’ overall GMC (goal, motivation and conflict), and a little
bit about them and their backgrounds. But beyond those basic things, I let
their actions speak for themselves during the book. I’m often amazed by what I
discover about them while I write, and although it sometimes leads to a lot of
revision, I’m always grateful for those insights I wouldn’t have had any other
way.
Do you have a
specific writing style?
I
write very emotionally intense scenes, so I tend to spend a lot of time in my
characters’ heads. I don’t do as much descriptive writing as other authors,
preferring action, strong dialogue, and inner monologue to setting, for
example.
What type of book
have you always wanted to write?
I
adore epic fantasy (like George R.R. Martin’s Game of Thrones), and I hope to
some day tackle a manuscript in that genre, but I haven’t been brave enough to
attempt that yet.
Thanks so much!
AUTHOR Bio and Links:
Award-winning
author Lacey Savage loves to write about her dreams - or more specifically, she
loves to breathe life into her steamy fantasies (and she's got plenty!). She
pens erotic tales of true love and mythical destiny, peopled with strong alpha
heroes and feisty heroines. A hopeless romantic, Lacey loves writing about the
intimate, sensual side of relationships. She currently resides in Ottawa,
Canada, with her loving husband and their mischievous cat.
Links
Website:
http://www.laceysavage.com
Blog:
http://www.laceysavage.com/blog/
Twitter:
https://twitter.com/laceysavage
Facebook:
https://www.facebook.com/lacey.savage.7
Book buy
link: http://www.ellorascave.com/coming-unbound.html
Lacey will be awarding a $25 Amazon gift certificate to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour. Please comment below with your email address.
Click the banner above to visit other blogs on the tour (and more chances to win!)
Thank you for hosting today
ReplyDeleteSounds like a raunchy, steamy, fun novel! I can't wait to see more along the tour!
ReplyDeleteandralynn7 AT gmail DOT com
Oh yeah, it's definitely all three of those things... and it was a blast to write! :) Thanks for stopping by!
DeleteThanks so much for having me here today, and for the fabulous interview questions! :)
ReplyDeleteIt was great to have you! Thanks for being here. :)
DeleteSounds really unique and also very hot.
ReplyDeleteWhoever said married couples can't have hot sex was definitely mistaken. :) Thanks for stopping by!
DeleteOutlander is such a great book! I re-read it a couple of years ago and still think it's a classic.
ReplyDeletecatherinelee100 at gmail dot com
Sorry for the late post. I’m playing catch-up here so I’m just popping in to say HI and sorry I missed visiting with you on party day! Hope you all had a good time!
ReplyDeletekareninnc at gmail dot com
Yay thanks for the giveaway!
ReplyDeleteamzpar[at]gmail[dot]com
Backtracking on the tour stops, so sorry to be late. Sounds like a very hot steamy read.
ReplyDeletestrive4bst(At) yahoo(Dot) com