I recently had the pleasure of visiting with USA Today Best-selling Author, Natasha Knight. It was so much fun that I decided to share the interview and excerpt with all of you. Enjoy!
Shelly Douglas has a brand new book out today, Her Doctor Daddy.
I don't know if you know this, but Shelly Douglas is not just one
person. It's actually two friends and authors, Shelly and Doug,
writing together. I've been curious about this for a long time and I'm
thrilled Shelly answered some questions for me about what it's like to
write together!
Natasha: So Shelly Douglas is not just one person. Can you tell us a little about Shelly and a little about Doug?
Shelly: Doug and I met about 17
years ago, when he and my husband played in a father/son golf
tournament in Myrtle Beach, SC with our boys. Doug’s wife opted not to
travel, so I was the only woman in attendance. We got to know each
other on that trip and have been good friends ever since!
Natasha: How did you and Doug decide to write this particular sort of book together?
Shelly: We were on a couples’
vacation about four years ago. I’d taken my new Kindle with me and was
secretly exploring some AP erotica for the first time. Doug and I had
already been sharing mystery and spy novels for years at that point, and
I casually brought it up in conversation that I’d started a novella
that could be turned into something erotic. He volunteered pretty
quickly to help write it, and things just spiraled out of control from
there. LOL!
Natasha: Is it ever weird socially??
Shelly: Not for Doug, he
embraces our writing and is proud of what we do. People are always
surprised that he writes in this genre, but he says they’re never
shocked that I do. LOL! It was really his fault that we went public with
this whole thing and encouraged me to hold my head up amidst the
criticism of our conservative friends. So, when people ask if it’s
worth it when the time comes to split up the royalties - the answer is
YES. It would be a lonely business writing without his friendship and
constant support. He’s also much better when it comes to swallowing the
negative reviews. My skin is much thinner than his!
Natasha: What is your writing process?
Shelly: We’ve been writing
together for four years, so it’s constantly evolving. At this point, we
usually assign each other chapters that we think we’re best suited to
write. Doug likes to tell our friends that he stays away from the
erotic scenes, but in full disclosure – he just sent me one yesterday.
HA! CASE CLOSED!
Natasha: Do you ever disagree on a chapter or scene or the direction a story is taking? How do you handle those?
Shelly: We used to fight like a
cat and a dog over a particular scene, or who the perp in a story might
be. In fact, we had a loud argument in a restaurant once across the
table because he wanted to kill our hero on his honeymoon. We still
laugh about that one! But other than making crazy memories, we both
know that most of this stuff is not worth arguing over. We like writing
together too much, and are trying to make this process as enjoyable as
possible.
Natasha: Tell us about your new book.
Shelly: This book was a blast
for us to write on so many levels! The story takes place in 1975, and
our heroine had just dropped out of college to go live with her sister
in Ft. Lauderdale. Many of the characters in this book are based on
real people in an authentic setting, so much so that as we wrote it
scene by scene, Doug would send me an e-mail to ask, “What happened
next?” Of course, one part of the story that contained pure fiction was the serial killer on the Loose in Lauderdale,
but living there in the 1970’s, I can tell you that there were plenty
of scary, dangerous young men around with extremely handsome faces. I
went out with one man in particular (who I’d met in a bar) and he scared
me so much that I actually bolted out of his apartment and ran home.
(Those who know me would laugh at this, because it is a well-known fact
that I have no sense of direction!) Between Ted Bundy and the Zodiac
Killer, there were just too many real-life serial murders out there to
not be frightened. But unfortunately, the 70’s were also a time of women
hitchhiking and bar hopping, and even though we knew of the dangers -
for some reason – we did it anyway.
In 1975 - I was 19 and “Dr. Morales”
was 43, but unfortunately in real life, we didn’t have a HEA. My sister
continued to work in the hospital for a number of years after I left
and she said that every time she ran into that handsome ER doctor, he
always asked about me. I’ll let our readers decide how much was fiction
and what actually happened. Either way, it was an adventure that I’ll
never forget and hope that everyone enjoys the tempestuous ride!
Natasha: Thanks so much for the interview Shelly! Let's get on to a sexy little scene from Her Doctor Daddy!
Shelly: This scene really
doesn’t need much set-up. Lexi was frightened, and Raul didn’t think it
was safe to leave her alone in the apartment. It didn’t take much
convincing for him to stay overnight. ;)
Straightening his upper torso, he took
hold of her wrists and pulled them over her head. With piercing eyes
locked onto hers, his steamy gaze communicated that this wasn’t a game.
It was the real thing for him.
As he rubbed his surging cock up and down the hot, soaking slit of her sex, Lexi’s legs spread further in supplication, silently begging him to sink into her heated core. Pulling back one more time to look into her eyes, his lips finally seared onto hers with a fevered possessiveness, his thick sword edging into her tight sheath, the strokes building mightily. Slow and deliberate, his strides were steady and deep-seated over and over, her moans quickly escalating to groans until he felt her clench and flutter around his hard shaft. Thrusting into her one final time, he ground his pelvis hard against hers and shattered as she squeezed convulsively around him.
Shuddering in breaths of gasping completion, her eyes remained closed and he stared upon her face as his thick seed pulsed deep inside. Keeping perfectly still, she waited patiently until he softened within her velvety cunny. As his lips touched her forehead, her eyelids slowly lifted.
As he rubbed his surging cock up and down the hot, soaking slit of her sex, Lexi’s legs spread further in supplication, silently begging him to sink into her heated core. Pulling back one more time to look into her eyes, his lips finally seared onto hers with a fevered possessiveness, his thick sword edging into her tight sheath, the strokes building mightily. Slow and deliberate, his strides were steady and deep-seated over and over, her moans quickly escalating to groans until he felt her clench and flutter around his hard shaft. Thrusting into her one final time, he ground his pelvis hard against hers and shattered as she squeezed convulsively around him.
Shuddering in breaths of gasping completion, her eyes remained closed and he stared upon her face as his thick seed pulsed deep inside. Keeping perfectly still, she waited patiently until he softened within her velvety cunny. As his lips touched her forehead, her eyelids slowly lifted.
“So how does it feel to be all mine?” he asked, the edges of his eyes crinkling as he smiled.
“Like pure heaven,” she whispered, wrapping her arms tightly around his body.
He smiled, kissing the tip of her nose. “Was I too rough for my angel?”
She shook her head, grinning.
“Good,” he said, rolling her so he
could spoon her from behind. “Lex, I didn’t want to ruin the moment by
asking too many questions, but what kind of protection are you using?”
She swallowed hard before answering.
“I took a class in college and learned how to monitor my cycle, so I’m
aware of when my fertile time is. Don’t worry, we’re safe today.”
He tumbled her onto her back. “Are you
kidding? That’s not what I call protection. Oh, my God, you’re not
under a doctor’s care?” he asked, his stern hazel eyes glaring down at
her. “You’re telling me we just had unprotected sex?”
Dramatically, she rolled her luminous
baby blues up to the ceiling. “Don’t be silly. Just because I haven’t
seen my gynecologist since last year doesn’t mean I’m not under anyone’s
care. For your information, CM-BBT is a highly rated type of protection
and completely natural. It stands for cervical mucus-basal body
temperature…”
“Yes, yes. I know exactly what it
means. And tomorrow, I’m going to schedule you for a complete
gynecological exam and see to it that you get some real birth control.
After that, we’ll talk about how silly I am,” he scolded, rolling her
back over to sleep in his strong arms.
“Please, Raul,” she whined loudly. “I don’t want to have that kind of exam.”
He smacked her backside in response. “Go to sleep, mi amorcita.”
“Again with the Spanish?”
“It means ‘my little love.’”
She sucked in a deep, audible breath. “You aren’t angry with me?”
He snuggled up closer, his teeth gently sinking into the back of her neck. “What do you think?”
She smiled and sighed, interlocking her slender fingers with his large, protective ones.
Buy Links for Her Doctor Daddy:
Amazon - http://amzn.to/2d3Erde
Social Media Links:
Website: http://www.shellydouglas.net/
Shelly’s Facebook Author Page: https://www.facebook.com/shelly.douglas.412/
Shelly’s Amazon Author Page: http://amzn.to/2dLZUMP
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