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Wednesday, March 31, 2021

Welcome, Nancy Fraser!

How Inspired Must You Be to Write Steamy Sex Scenes?

When Jennifer asked for a short post about what inspired my newest release, Teach Me (Lusty Liaisons #3), I had a moment...a laugh if you will.

What inspires any author to write a really hot love scene, much less 15K words worth? Sometimes it’s just what the market is looking for at the time. Sometimes it’s to live vicariously through our characters. Or, for me, it’s a way to blow of some steam and not have to worry about too many actual plot details. The plot is the mind-blowing sex, and what the morning-after repercussions bring to each characters’ development.

My specific inspiration for this story came from some long-ago personal experience. While there was no ultra-exclusive dating service like Lusty Liaisons in my college years, there was an older-than-me professor. So, this wasn’t as much living vicariously as it was reviving old memories. And enjoying every minute of it.

Author Bio:

NANCY FRASER—Jumping Across Romance Genres with Gleeful Abandon—is an Amazon Top 100 and Award-Winning author who can’t seem to decide which romance genre suits her best. So, she writes them all.

Like most authors, Nancy began writing at an early age, usually on the walls and with crayons or, heaven forbid, permanent markers. Her love of writing often made her the English teacher’s pet which, of course, resulted in a whole lot of teasing. Still, it was worth it.

Nancy has published over thirty-five books in full-length, novella, and short format. When not writing (which is almost never), Nancy dotes on her five wonderful grandchildren and looks forward to traveling and reading when time permits. Nancy lives in Atlantic Canada where she enjoys the relaxed pace and colorful people.

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Blurb:

Med student Jayne Willis is devastated when she's stood up for a date arranged by hookup service Lusty Liaisons. Really, who stands up someone willing to have sex?

Widowed professor Noah Gallagher's chance encounter at a hotel bar with an alluring young woman is unexpected but might be just what he needs. He's on the last leg of a cross-country trip prior to returning to the university, ready to start a new chapter in his life.

One lonely widower looking to reconnect plus one beautiful, albeit inexperienced, young woman equals one hot night. Will she get an A in lovemaking, and will he get a hall pass back to life?

Excerpt:

As cliché as it sounded, it truly was a dark and stormy night. Not nearly as dark as Noah

Gallagher’s mood or as stormy as his thoughts, but still not the optimal weather for driving.

The outskirts of Chicago were minutes away. Two exits off the highway at most. With little hope of the storm letting up, pulling over for the night made the most sense. Noah shook his head in self-admonishment. When, if ever, had he been guided by common sense? Certainly not for the past eighteen months. Certainly not since…Ellen.

The familiar stab of heartbreak shot through him at the speed of light, lessened somewhat by time but still there whenever he needed a jolt of reality. This ill-advised cross-country trip was just the latest in his flights of fancy, his vain attempt to put some excitement back in his otherwise nondescript life. To forget.

The fall semester was less than three weeks away. He had until then to get this feeling of

wanderlust out of his system. It wouldn’t do for a tenured Ivy League professor of English Lit to be seen as a flighty mess of self-pity and abject anger.

Which meant, for all intents and purposes, he needed to get his head on straight and his shit sorted out as quick as humanly possible. Beginning with his pent-up energy, his need to get back in the saddle, so to speak. What he needed was a night of hot sex. No commitment, no morning-after regret. Just sex.

He took the first exit toward Inverness, one of Chicago’s upscale suburbs. Within minutes, he pulled into the parking lot of one of the chain hotels and took a spot directly opposite the entrance.

Grabbing his overnight bag from the backseat of the truck, he ran to the carport. Shaking off the worst of the downpour, Noah stepped through the sliding glass doors and stopped to survey the standard-issue hotel lobby. The welcoming sight of the bar beckoned him. Checking in was his first priority, followed by dry clothes, and afterward a drink and some greasy bar food.

What would Ellen think? His conscious prodded him, reminding him of his late wife’s

penchant for healthy eating.

She’d think I’d fallen down the rabbit hole without her to pull me out.