By day, Carla Angela is a freelance journalist in Australia and, in the inky night, an erotic fiction writer. When she’s not tapping away on her keyboard, she loves fashion shopping, spending time with her family and friends, renovating, and listening to music—from 90s R&B to retro 80s. Watching telemovies and obsessing over her star sign are also guilty pleasures. More on Carla Angela can be found at Siren or her website. She writes exclusively for Siren-BookStrand.
Full Exposure out now! Win
a copy
Got a penchant for the long lens? Addicted
to the camera flash?
Full Exposure by Carla Angela, surrounds photographer Lake Silva and her new business venture—taking professional
online dating photos. Slick, appealing, and sizzling hot...with Lake behind the
camera lens! What she doesn’t count on is meeting one male client who stirs up
more than just business sense in her.
Hunter Dex is not Lake’s usual customer. He
lives in a palatial abode and has ocean-blue eyes and a tanned, muscular body. Despite
a photo exhibition of nudes also keeping Lake busy, she can’t help having dirty
fantasies about Hunter. But such a gorgeous, rich playboy like him could never
be seriously interested in a feisty tomboy like her...could he?
Want to win an eBook copy? Post a comment. Have you ever thought of taking sexy photographs as the photographer or the subject? The comp is open internationally!
Teaser from Full Exposure… Hunter took a
few more careful steps inside, not sure whether to stay, secretly poke around
and find out more about her—hoping she returned soon, pretending he’d just
arrived—or do the right thing and leave.
Mid-thought
he stopped, his head cocked to one side. He’d heard a noise coming from the far
end of the unit—a splash of water. It sounded echoey like it was coming from a
bathroom.
Unable
to help himself, Hunter found himself tiptoeing forwards, through the lounge
and light-flooded, compact kitchen toward a white-painted bathroom door, which
was slightly ajar. Feeling utterly compelled, Hunter pressed one eye up to the
crack between the door and the doorframe and swallowed hard. He’d found her.
Oh, how he’d found her.
She
was lying in an antique-looking, maroon bath, with a white lip and gold claw
feet. The wet tendrils of her russet hair clung to her shoulders and snaked
around her perky, cream-coloured breasts, like some kind of creeper. Water
beaded from her collarbone down to her rosebud nipples. Hunter could imagine
sucking those perfect strawberry tits. He felt the front
of his pants growing tight, uncomfortable—his jeans imprisoned his member as it
grew in size.
Lake’s
head was tilted back, resting against the bath’s ledge, and her eyes were
closed. She was seemingly content. Her arm, he suddenly noticed, was thrust
below the water’s surface, deep, deep below, moving slowly up and down. Hunter
could feel the perspiration beading on his own forehead, as much from the
steamy room as from the steamy scene before him.
Then
Hunter forgot to breathe for a second as a soft moan suddenly wafted from
Lake’s pink lips…
4 comments:
Nope. No dirty pics. I'm a teacher and that could definitely come back and bite me. This book sounds great though!
Have to agree with Shelley in my line of work it wouldn't be a good thing either and I am DEFINITELY not artistic enough for taking pictures. We're lucky I can figure out my little point and shoot camera. Book excerpt sounds like a definite wishlist item.
Chris
cdkros (at) gmail (dot) com
I saw a groupon-type special this week for a Boudoir photo shoot. You go to a professional photographers studio and they dress you up in lingerie, do your hair and makeup and shoot sultry, sexy, tasteful photos.
This really appealed to me. So no, I haven't ever had dirty pics taken of me nor taken dirty pics, but I could see myself doing the boudoir shoot above.
I am not a fan of having my pic taken... as for taking any of others... I have not done so... liking the sound of your book!
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