Tuesday, July 23, 2013

Guest Post + Spotlight + Giveaway ~ On Display by Cassandra Carr

Five reasons I write erotica by Cassandra Carr

I've got a new release, an erotica short story titled On Display. Here's the blurb:

Hunter wants Olivia, and the feeling is mutual. She decides to take her secret attraction public and show up at the club where he’s bouncing, ready to lay everything on the line to snag him. Hunter can’t believe his luck, and soon makes his own move on the woman he’s lusted after for months. Things heat up between them during an exciting—and exhibitionist—evening that leaves them both anticipating more sexy times to come.

I will warn you, as I said above, this is an erotica short story, not erotic romance. There are no gushy words or HEA. But it's hot and I love the story.

People ask me why I write erotica. Don't I feel like it cheapens the romances I also write? No, I don't. And here's five reasons why I write it:

1. It's fun. With erotica, you're focusing on the physical side of attraction. As a writer, you don't have to worry about every emotion flitting through your character's mind.

2. It's liberating. Look, we live in a modern world where I believe it should be celebrated that women are sexual beings. Writing erotica pieces where the woman goes for what she wants and gets it help me do my part in making it less shocking that women do, in fact, like sex.

3. It's hot. As a writer, who wouldn't want to put together a story that makes their readers sweat (in a good way)?

4. It's different. You can do so many more things in erotica than you can in erotic romance. Crazy storylines, more out-there characters, and other things that help stretch those writing muscles a little.

5. It's popular. Let's face it. Writers would love for readers to flock to every single thing we put out, but they don't. Erotica does enjoy some popularity amongst specific demographics, though, and the number of readers are increasing every day.

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An Excerpt From: ON DISPLAY
Copyright © CASSANDRA CARR, 2013
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.
     Shit, where did he go?
     “Nice dancing.”
     Olivia jumped and a large hand shot out to steady her with a solid grip to her waist. She looked up. Hunter. “You scared me.”
     “I see that.” He tilted his head. “You look flushed. You okay?”
     “Yeah. I just get hot when I dance.”
     “You were hot before that.” A shocked expression flitted over his face before he looked down and coughed. Olivia had to fight a laugh.
     Well, at least it’s more evidence he’s interested.
     He shifted his weight, crossing his arms over his chest, and she had to suppress the urge to drool. The man was beautiful. There was no other way to describe him. Olivia loved his hair. It was thick and wavy and when it was down it hung to his shoulders. His face was angular as if he had some Native American ancestry and his chocolate-brown eyes could be either intense or full of mirth, depending on his mood. She’d spent more than one night with her Hitachi Magic Wand, imagining his full lips skating over her heated skin.
     That same skin was definitely warm now. If she’d thought dancing had made her sweat, this was torture. How was a woman expected to just sit there and let hotness like Hunter go unexplored?
     “Do you, um,” Hunter gestured toward the back of the club, “want to get some air?” Her eyebrows drew down. There was no exit that way. Clearing his throat and sending her a smile, he continued. “There’s a patio no one uses on a night like tonight when it’s so freaking hot. It was a smoking patio, now Vince uses it for private parties and stuff.” Hunter looked away and then back at her. He was babbling. It was adorable and sexy all at the same time.
     “Sure, that sounds good. Can’t be any hotter than it is in here.”
     He laughed. Dimples. I’m a dead woman. “Yeah, it’s like an oven, isn’t it? The air-conditioning is no match for all the people.”
     She attempted to hop off her barstool without flashing him and realized he’d never let her waist go. His other hand joined in the act and he brought her gracefully to the floor. “Thanks.” He was dangerously close and Olivia hoped like hell she’d have the courage to make it known how much she wanted him. Maybe he’d make it unnecessary.
     He placed a hand on her back right above the swell of her ass and guided her through the crowd and toward a dimly lit hallway. As Hunter leaned in, his breath fanned over her ear. Olivia shivered. “We don’t keep the lights on anymore. It discourages people from coming back here now that there’s nowhere for them to go.”
     Olivia nodded mutely and Hunter guided her farther into the recesses of the hallway until they came to a door, which he pushed open and held for her.
     She took a few seconds to assess her surroundings. “Wow, this is really nice.”
     He closed the door behind them. “Yeah, now that the smoke smell is finally getting better and Vince added some crap customers like, it’s not bad.”
     Her hand shot up to cover her mouth after a laugh tumbled out. Hunter grinned and those dimples made another appearance. “I’m sorry.”
     “About what? Laughing at me?”
     “I’m not laughing at you. I’m laughing at your description of this area. ‘Crap customers like’?”
     “You know what I mean.” He gestured to the various potted plants scattered throughout the area and the grill in the corner. “Customers love the trees with the little white lights, no matter how boring and common they are now. And the grill? I don’t remember the last time that was used, except at our employee party about eight months ago.”
     “Fair enough.”
     He caressed her cheek. “You have no idea how gorgeous you look in the moonlight.”
     She shook her head with a chuckle. “That’s quite a line.”
     “Not a line. The truth.” Before she could comment further, he’d moved his hand to the back of her neck and brought her face to his. “I need to kiss you.”
     “O-okay.”
     Their lips met and Olivia moaned. As if that was the sign he was looking for, Hunter snaked his other arm around her waist and pulled her flush against him, sliding a thick thigh between her legs as he deepened the kiss. His tongue demanded entrance to her mouth, and with a sigh, she opened to him. Hunter wasted no time, pushing inside and exploring her depths. Her tongue chased his when he retreated and he groaned.
     Even if they went no further she’d have fodder for hundreds of nights of fantasies. Oh, could the man kiss. He put his entire body into it, slowly stoking the fire inside her. Finally they came up for air, both panting.
     He leaned back a little more and fixed a heated stare on her. “I’m on break with about twenty minutes left. I need you.”
     She couldn’t deny him. Hell, she didn’t want to. “Then take me.”


About Cassandra Carr

So who am I? I've been writing my whole life, but only decided to pursue writing as a career in the past couple of years. I'm lucky to have an incredibly supportive husband named Inspiration who brings home the bacon so I can stay home and fry it (and eat it all before he's able to fight through the rush hour traffic - I'm mean that way, but like I always say, don't get between a woman and her bacon).

I live in Western New York with Inspiration and our young daughter, Too Cute for Words. I'm a major hockey fan, which explains why many of my heroes are hockey players. If you haven't looked at the guys playing the sport today, search for some images. You won't be disappointed.

I'm a member of the leading professional association for romance novelists, Romance Writers of America, and also serve as president of my local chapter. I've met so many interesting people through these organizations and highly recommend them to any aspiring writer!

I'm represented by Courtney Miller-Callihan of Sanford J Greenburg and Associates.

As you can see, my life is pretty busy, but I try to take as much time as I can to write. And re-write. And re-write. It's a never-ending, vicious circle, and I love it!
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15 comments:

  1. The excerpt made me squeek!! XD What do I read oh what do I read. Two words. A LOT. :D there is little I havnt tried to read. But I mostly adore novels of a magic or fantasy nature. Twists on everyday romance with a sparkle of paranatural. Totally aspiring adoring!

    kitsune_no_sora @ yahoo

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    1. Thanks for commenting! I don't write paranormal or fantasy, but I hope you consider checking me out anyway!

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  2. Why do I read it? I enjoy the stories that she creates. Each time I read it is like visiting that place/time. Love her. Thanks for the awesome giveaway.

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    1. I'm glad you find erotica so fulfilling! Thanks for stopping by!

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  3. I love the names of your family. I may need to rename my family as well.

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    1. She seriously is Too Cute For Words. Everywhere we go people are stumbling over each other to give her free stuff. It's hilarious. Thanks for commenting (and actually reading the bio!).

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  4. I think so many romance writers have been slowly getting more erotic over the last ten years or so. It wasn't until the last few months, I realized I am usually reading erotica, and it had split off into its own category and was no longer just classified as 'romance' - to me, sex is just normal. If you're doing it right, its absorbing, mind-blowing, and passionate. What person doesn't want spicy passion in their life? Thanks for adding to the genre.

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    1. Thanks for such a well-thought out comment. You're right - sex is normal, and the more women can celebrate their own sexuality without feeling ashamed the better life will be for all of us.

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    2. Tina - You are the winner of the ebook from Cassandra Carr's backlist; please check your email.

      Thanks for stopping by & Supporting Cassandra.

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  5. Thank you for the giveaway. Look forward to reading.

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  6. Why do I read erotica? I guess it is the fantasy of things that I find sexy but would probably never really do in real life (especially menages, being outgoing, etc). Btw, love your nickname for your daughter (too cute for words). I think that is the cutest and most unique way I have read a child referred to by an author :)

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  7. the storylines are different

    bn100candg at hotmail dot com

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  8. So much of daily life separates us from our bodies and feelings, so erotica serves an important purpose! Plus, it feels more honest than the sugarcoated romances. I especially love m/m, so the unpredictability of the relationship dynamics there heightens the sensuality!

    vitajex(at)aol(dot)com

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  9. I read it for the hotness & pure reading enjoyment. Thanks for the giveaway!

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  10. thanks for the giveaway sounds good.

    tori.whitaker@yahoo.com

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