Tonya: Readers love to know more about their authors. Tell us a bit about yourself.
Rae: I’m a work-a-holic plain and simple. I am UK born and bred, although I’ve lived in the U.S. the majority of my adult life. I love to go to out-of-the-way art and photo galleries. I'm a writer/author, photographer. I write erotic romance. I have been a model, worked in the entertainment business and even been an extra in a couple of films. My photography skills have allowed me the honor to work with some great photographers, and I now use those skills in my day job to analyze images.
Tonya: Wow, that's a fantastic background to draw from! Do you have a day job?
Rae: Yes I do - a couple, fortunately which allow me to work from home. One thing I do is analyze photographs or images.
Tonya: Some of us have things we do to get into the writing frame of mind like music, or drinks. Do you have anything special you do to get into the writing mood?
Rae: I usually like to have a glass of wine, especially if I’ve been working. Then I’ll pick out music. Surprisingly what I listen to dictates what I write. If I’m listening to something upbeat, everything will get written except serious scenes.
Tonya: Where do you get story ideas from?
Rae: I have a very overactive imagination *wicked laugh*, so a lot of my story ideas are born from that. But I can also say that I might read a book or go to a movie and one slice erupts in my mind and becomes an entirely new story idea.
Tonya: If you’re self-published, can you tell us a bit about that and how it’s going for you?
Rae: I am self-published by choice. It is a slow process partially because of my “day job”. This one in particular has a very demanding client, so my writing gets put aside. There is a lot that an author must do when they’re self published. It’s not just write a book. There’s all the publicity to get your name out. That has also gotten pushed aside. I’m slowly reworking things and restarting my publicity train.
Tonya: I'm glad you stopped in so my readers can meet you. Are you a daytime writer, night time writer, and do you have to be alone to write?
Rae: At the moment, I’m a night time writer, and a weekend writer. As I’m single, I write alone. I don’t have to be alone to write. Sometimes for a change of pace, or if I need a jump start I’ll go to a coffee shop with internet connection. People watching is wonderful for writers.
Tonya: We can pick up character traits that way. I love it. What advice would you give to new authors?
Rae: Write - keep writing. The more you write the more your craft will improve. And always follow your heart.
Tonya: Do you write better when you first have an idea of what your characters look like or do you write, then add character looks?
Rae: I may have a idea of what a character should look like, but I always find myself going back and adding things to how a character looks.
Tonya: What attracts you most about men?
Rae: *wicked laugh* Their eyes. I love men with eyes that speak to you. Lustful, emotion filled eyes. They say the eyes are a window to a person’s soul. . .and then there’s the forearm, which leads me to muscular upper arms. And then a handsome face…*sigh* it’s so hard to decide!
Tonya: I have to agree with you there, Rae! We’re dying to hear about your latest book. What can you tell us without spoiling the storyline?
Rae: Lovers Undercover: Devoted is the sequel to LU: Impassioned. It picks up pretty much where the last one left off. Logan and Scarlett find themselves doing some “undercover” work in some, how shall we say, very unusual places? And yes, there will be a third installment.
Tonya: I'm glad to hear the characters continue on and I'm sure your readers will, too. Where can our readers find you and your books?
Rae: Devoted is way behind schedule unfortunately. I am looking at having it release in late September. Lovers Undercover: Impassioned can be found on Amazon, Barnes and Noble as well as Smashwords.
Tonya: Is there anything else you want to tell our readers?
Rae: I love, love, love to hear feedback and comments from readers.
Tonya: Okay, now for a few fun questions. What is your favorite night time snack?
Tonya: Ah! That's mine, too! Do you like toppings on your ice cream?
Rae: Only chocolate syrup! *wicked laugh* No whipped cream necessary!
Tonya: What’s your favorite meal - Italian, Mexican, Thai, etc?
Rae: Authentic Italian
Excerpt from Devoted:
The next morning we slowly resumed our trip through France to our destination. Winding through the back roads I had mapped out, we took in the sunshine and countryside.
Suddenly I grinned, looking out the passenger side window. I turned toward Logan and slowly took my right hand and cupped his crotch.
Logan said nothing, did nothing. He stared at the road ahead and continued to drive. Carefully, I unfastened his jeans, taking the zipper carefully in my fingers and opening it. I smiled to myself. He was commando under his jeans. I wondered if that meant he had had something wicked planned as well.
Slowly and carefully I placed my hand on the tight spheres of his balls and took them free of their denim confines. His skin was warmer closer to the join of his legs. I let my fingers trace behind them until I found the crease between ball and thigh. I caressed there a moment, the last safe place, and then moved my fingers to his shaft.
Logan’s body jerked at my touch. His gaze was still on the road ahead. Knowing what was coming, he pulled over to the side of the road. It was too much for him to bear, and drive at the same time.
My smile widened as I drew my finger up to the length of him to his tip. His skin was smooth, hot, and at the same time silken soft. Strength encased in a firm package.
He stilled. “Scarlett, love, you are killing me.”
I lifted my hand away, teasing. “Shall I stop?”
“No!” Logan gasped as he placed his right hand over my back. “I don’t want you to stop. Please.”
I put my hand back on his shaft. Again he jerked, Logan trying to contain his reaction.
I glided my palm up the length of him. Logan sucked in a breath, his body rigid as I brushed my palm over his tip and then slid my hand back down.
“Oh, God, Scarlett…”
The groan nearly undid me as I stroked him again, this time a little faster. Logan grew even harder under my touch, his hands tightened to fists.
“Come love, come here.”
Getting into position wasn’t easy. The steering wheel was in the way and I had to bend my head in an awkward position to keep my head from bumping the ceiling of the car.
Logan helped by grabbing my waist with both hands and hoisting me onto his lap. He used his knees to help spread my legs, settling me into a more comfortable position. I slid my arms around his neck as his shaft stretched between the two of us.
“You drive me crazy,” he murmured, his lips lightly brushing mine, teasing. “You’re so damn hot, baby.”
He slanted his mouth over mine in a demanding, passionate kiss as he silently urged me to sit up. Logan lifted me slightly as he impaled me with his cock.
“Oh God, yes,” I heard myself blurt out as I sank onto him. He spread my legs wider apart with his knees so he could go deeper. He held on to my waist, helping me go up and down off him. Then he quit, allowing me to take over and ride him on my own. His hips shoved upward to meet me with his thrusts. As the intensity grew, Logan ran his fingers in a circle over my swollen and sensitive clit. I grabbed on to him as my climax tore over me in wild bursts. Logan soon followed yelling out my name as he tensed under me, allowing his seed to spill deep within me. It was a glorious feeling of his fingers, his warmth against me. Nothing but the two of us, sensation, warming.
I lay against his chest as well as I could in the confines of the car, and as he wrapped his arms around me. Logan stroked me, keeping his touch gentle.
He pulled me back up to his face and kissed my mouth, and I quickly moved my lips in a greedy response. I touched his face as we kissed, saying nothing. I hoisted myself off his lap and back to the passenger side of the car. He gazed over in my direction, watching as I primped.
“You soothe me, you know that,” he whispered.
“I love you.”
“I love you too, Logan.”