Hi there
My guest today is the lovely Solara
Gordon. Let’s find out all about her.
Hi, Solara Gordon here. I love and live with my partner of 16 years in the Metro DC area. What started out as a bi-coastal romance soon settled on one coast.
A vivid imagination keeps me busy creating my next fascinating romance. I enjoy creating unique characters and watching their journeys unfold. “Love freely given multiplies and will return endlessly” is a key aspect of my stories. Add in alternative lifestyles and my love for the paranormal, and the uncommon becomes the norm in many of my stories.
Q. What inspires you?
A. Many things can and do. A line from a song, or a newspaper headline can start the what if questions flowing. Sometimes it’s a simple comment in passing that peaks an interest and gets me to thinking about what someone would do in similar circumstances or different ones.
Q. How long have you been writing?
A. Often and on since I was a child. I remember writing multipage stories in grade school and coming up with elaborate plots. It wasn’t until I reached my 30’s, I realized writing and telling stories is an integral part of my persona.
Q. Who is your favorite author?
A. I have several. I love the complex layering and first person format of Laurell K. Hamilton. Kate Douglas is another with her portrayal of alternative lifestyles and paranormal mix that intrigues me as well. Alyssa Day, Jade Lee, and Rebecca Zanetti round out the top tier. I enjoy reading a well written story, whether it’s sweet, sensual, or dark and gritty.
Q. What are you currently working on?
A. An adult version of a childhood fairy tale. The words ménage and kink (BDSM) play a large role in the story line.
Q. For how long have you been a published writer?
A. My first book came out with Siren-Bookstrand in 2010.
A. Five all together. Four are published. The first is hidden away needing a major rewrite. I learned a lot writing my first book.
A. I read many different genre. Paranormal tops my preferred relaxation reading. I enjoy a well written book whether it is sweet or erotic.
A. Several different items as my muse samples her next item to dig into. I’ve got a good start on book 3 of my Cascade Bay series. Another ménage story in the works.
A. Spicy, Hot, and Loving
Solara's Latest Release:
Blurb:
[Ménage and More: Erotic
Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, light consensual BDSM, sex toys, HEA]
Tina Davidson can’t avoid
being set up with a date for her best friend’s costume-themed wedding shower.
When two dates dressed as pirates show up claiming to be her date for the
evening, Tina begins wondering what buried treasures she may uncover before the
night’s over.
Jon Smithson and Drake
Cranston are ready to act on their shared attraction. Jon and Drake have failed
at a shared relationship before. They’re ready to try again, this time with
Tina.
Tina’s had her share of
failed affairs too. Is she ready to put her bad relationships behind her and
give love another chance? Brought together by their friends’ wedding turned
elopement, the three find their mutual desire growing. Acting upon their desire
and attraction is going to do more than heat things up. Can two hunks, one
lady, plus nights of passionate lovemaking create a lifelong future together?
A Siren
Erotic Romance
STORY EXCERPT
Tina couldn’t resist
either’s infectious smile and wit. Neither one acted as though they had a vain
bone in them. Each spoke with confidence and appeared at ease with themselves
as well as the night’s festivities. Tina wondered about their and Rodger’s
friendship. Prior idle chatter about themselves revealed some of how connected
they were. Before she let her guard down any more, Tina wanted to know if
anyone else was keeping score for the dragoness and the old bat.
“Aunt Helen? I didn’t
know any of Rodger’s other groomsmen were related to him.” Tina picked up her
roll and tore a piece off. As she popped the piece into her mouth, Drake angled
his chair toward her. He pushed his plates away from him.
“Only one of Rodger’s
attendants is a blood relative. His choices caused a nasty battle between his
mother, grandmother, and him.” Drake leaned back in his chair, picked up his
wine glass, and drank. “Jon and I are the closest to family he allowed
otherwise. The rest are old friends.”
Drake paused in his
conversation as servers reached between them to clear plates. Coffee cups and
saucers appeared next with silver coffee pots. Cream pitchers and sugar bowls
came next. Each table received a duplicate set up.
Tina held on to her
seltzer drink until the table was cleared and the servers moved on. Setting her
glass down, she glanced at Jon. “Care to elaborate on Drake’s reply?”
Jon copied Drake’s
action, angling his chair so he faced her as well. He sipped his wine twice
before he answered.
“Neither Drake nor I
are related to Rodger. We’re high school friends who attended the same college.
My family lives four hours away. Drake’s in another state.” Jon sat his glass
down. “We figure we spent enough time here as cousins would, so Mrs. Daniels
became Aunt Helen. The mother hen neither of us wanted or needed.”
Tina quickly sat her
glass down, swallowing to keep from spitting her mouthful all over her. Jon’s
description of the head dragoness couldn’t be more spot-on. She wondered if
Rodger knew what astute friends he had. Tina smiled as she turned her coffee
cup over. She reached for the pot close to her.
Drake stayed her hand.
“That’s decaf. Is that what you want?” He pointed to another pot close to Jon’s
elbow. “That’s the real stuff. Both are vile to me. I asked for tea.”
Tina slid her hand down
Drake’s arm until her hand covered what she could of his. She heard movement
from Jon’s side. Lord, were the two trying to outdo each other? Tina lowered
her lashes and tried to sneak a sideways look to see what Jon was up to.
Warm breath caressed
her ear and neck as Jon spoke. “Maybe a cup of half each is what you prefer.
Which one gets the bottom and which one gets the top?”
Tina gulped, unable to
get her tongue to move as images of Drake and Jon sandwiching her between them
flickered to life and dimmed as rapidly as they formed. She blinked, hoping to
catch the last one for later on as she drifted asleep, sated from breaking in
her new vibrator. At least her dreams wouldn’t be so cold and lonely.
Before Tina could
reply, a throat cleared in front of them. Tina looked up. Merde! The old
bat stood there glaring at them. Tina swore Mrs. Addams’s eyes moved over Drake
and Jon as though she was sizing up how to skin them and offer them up as steak
tartar for the evening snack post cake-and-coffee course.
Drake entwined his
fingers with Tina’s. He smiled, placed his napkin on the table, and leaned
forward. “Yes, Grandmother Addams.”
Jon laid his napkin on
the table and stood. “Do you need help Ma’am?”
Tina bit the inside of
her bottom lip to keep from chortling. Mrs. Addams nodded, pointed to both Jon
and Drake, and walked off. There was a tinge to the old woman’s cheeks that
suggested embarrassment or her own memories had ignited a fire that the old bat
wasn’t sure how to quell.
Drake raised Tina’s
hand to his lips. He slowly worked his fingers free from hers. As his gaze
locked with hers, he dragged his fingertips across her palm, scratching lightly
as he moved toward her wrist.
Tina clenched her legs
and ass as Jon matched Drake’s moves except his fingers trailed down her arm,
lingering in the fold her elbow made as she tried to raise her arm. Goose bumps
rose from the top of her shoulders, down her arms, and across her chest until
they reached her breasts, tightening around her already aching nipples. A deep
breathe wouldn’t help. The bra she wore chafed her tingling skin with every
breath she took.
How much more she could
withstand and not be obvious, she wasn’t sure. As Drake rose, Tina looked
around him. Janet and Rodger were nowhere in sight. As she looked around the
room, breathing as deeply as she could, Tina caught the two pairs of eyes
glaring at her, Mrs. Daniels and her daughter. Crap! Double crap! The old bat
must have spilled what she thought she saw.
ADULT EXCERPT
Jon moved in close to
the faucet, testing the water as he did. “I like both. I’m fine with this
temp.”
Drake slid the other
door open and entered behind Tina. He reached around her, examining the water
temperature as well. “I’m good.” He closed the door.
Drake closed the
limited space between him and Tina. Pressed flesh to flesh, warmth increasing
to heat wrapped the two of them together. Her neck lay bare before him. Easy
access. Soon his lips and teeth followed their earlier path up and down her
tempting neck. This close to her ass, one of his fave places on a woman, set
his ego to pumping out hormones and messages to his cock. True, his fantasy the
other night focused on a balls deep encounter with her anus. His pleasure
mattered on hers. Mutual enjoyment plunged both into higher and hotter orgasmic
bliss. Three together…Debbie limited her double penetration to her mouth and
pussy. Would Tina do the same?
Jon’s hand met his as
Drake moved his hands along Tina’s ribs. As Jon came into view, he held a bar
of soap. Drake sniffed. His usual brand’s fragrance filled his nostrils.
Nothing overly masculine, not flowers either. He nodded.
“You okay with the
soap?” he asked, nipping Tina’s earlobe.
He felt and heard her
reply. She arched against him, shivered with small rapid shudders, moaned, and
responded. “Yess–ss.”
“Good,” Jon added,
wetting the bar and lathering his hands. As he rinsed them, he added. “I’ll wet
down. Then Drake and I will do you.”
“Right, I can get your
back as I wet me down,” Drake said. He held out his hand to Jon. “I’ll hold the
soap while you wet down.”
Ten minutes passed as
the detached showerhead and hose passed back and forth between Drake and Jon.
Soap slicked down Jon’s chest, calling Tina’s hands to help with washing him.
On her second pass working soap down his chest toward his waist, Jon covered
her hand, guiding her lower until she touched his hard cock. He rocked forward,
slicking his length with soap. His neck arched as he closed his eyes, tossing
his head back, groaning his delight as she enclosed her fingers around him.
“Can’t take too much or
I’ll come,” Jon moaned.
“Savor it bro’. We need
to get our lady washed,” Drake offered.
Jon nodded as best he
could. Tina’s hand on him set off urges that threatened to flame out of
control. Jon sucked in air as he curled his lips around his teeth. He clenched
his hands and eased out of Tina’s hand. Exhaling, he accepted the soap from
Drake, lathered his hands, and reached for Tina.
First he took a hold of
her wrist closest to him, working the soap up and down her arm. Next came her
shoulder. Jon slowly and gently drew his soap slicked hands over her breast.
Soft and plump, they rolled beneath his touch like down in a pillow. He could
see himself at the end of a day cuddled to her with his head on her breast.
“Turn to me so I can
finish your other half, please.” Jon held up his soapy hands after washing her
waist and top of her thighs. Tina faced forward to him, allowing him to
complete cleansing her other half. Jon retrieved the soap from Drake and
squatted. Soon his re-lathered hands worked their way up her leg, coming close
to her pussy. He blew on her wet hair and soaped her other leg down to her
ankle. He looked up. Drake and Tina were passionately French kissing. Jon
waited until they broke apart before reaching between her legs.
Tina shuddered as she
inhaled. Jon’s wet fingers traced the outline of her mons and dipped in to rim
her clit before resuming their looping path down and across her thigh. He
reached between her legs, rubbing and stroking her perineum as he made his way
toward her buttocks. His nails dragged light upward along the lower underside
of her ass cheeks.
Behind her Drake worked
his soapy hands up across her shoulders and in long strokes down over her tired
muscles finishing at her waist. She watched as he again soaped his hands. As he
placed the sudsy bar in the dish, he leaned down, kissed her ear, and whispered
his intent. “I feel your excitement and heat every time Jon touches you. I’m
gonna ramp things up.”
Two sets of strong male
hands cleaned and soaped her ass. Jon caressed her lower portion, gripping and
releasing to soothe and appease the muscles along her hips down to where they
joined with the muscles of the backs of her thighs. Drake worked soap in smooth
strokes down one side of each cheek. His strokes fondled and cupped the fleshy
portion Jon’s touch didn’t reach. On Drake’s next pass, his fingers sketched
the seam of where her twin cheeks met the cleft of her buttocks. He eased them
apart, slicking them with soap as he stroked deeper with each swipe.
At the same time, Jon
eased a finger inside her. With soft and gentle thrusts, he worked his digit in
and out until she relaxed, permitting him a deeper penetration. He kept up the
light pressure on her clit that kept it throbbing and pulsing with each rub. As
he stroked deeper, he touched her G-spot. Tina panted with need that increased
with her dual on-switches massaged repeatedly.
Drake’s last pass
brought his fingers down around and over her anus. With each lap, he pressed
firmer. Tina clenched as he came close again. Drake stopped his larger circles
and began making smaller, slower ones. His voice pulled her into the pleasure
cloud swallowing her. “Relax and enjoy. I’ll stop when you want me to. Has
anyone ever told you how delicious your tight rosebud feels against their
fingers?”
Tina shook her head
as Jon withdrew his fingers from her pussy. He kept steady short strokes and
pressure going over and against her swollen clit. She felt him move against her
as he stood. She watched his movement through her semi-closed eyes. He pressed
closer to her, speaking as he did. “Part of me was in you. Lovely response,
sweetie.” Jon quickly brushed his lips over hers before continuing. “Let Drake
take you to the next level, please.”
Thank you, Solara,
for a great interview. I wish you the
best of luck with your future projects, and look forward to seeing you again
soon.
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