That title get your attention? Thought so. Pretty much anyone who hangs out here for any length of time gets a little…off center.

Anyway, with a title like this, I have to deliver, right? So here’s the scoop: I’m writing a book for Ellora’s Cave right now called DANGEROUS BOYS AND THEIR TOY. It’s a menage book I hope to have to my EC editor by January. I flew through the first few chapters pretty easily. Then I reached chapter 3 and the first sex scene. The very first contact between one of the heroes and the heroine starts on page 29 (of the manuscript–actual pages in the published book will be different, so no skipping ahead and cheating once it comes out. ) There’s a lot going on in this story, even by page 29. I envisioned something fairly lengthy when I started this scene. Juggling a whole bunch of story elements, that happens. I NEVER expected anything like this. The sex scene lasted through chapter 3 and 4…and 5. And dipped into the first part of 6! For one scene. I know, a record even for me. How many pages is that? Well, like I said, it started on page 29. It ended at the very bottom of page 84! In manuscript pages, that’s 55 big ones. Holy cow! Now, it’s not ALL sex, and there’s a lot of dialogue, along with the arrival of the second hero early in chapter 4, which takes up a little space, but the rest… You guess it–the steamy stuff. Anyone disappointed? I didn’t think so.

Want a little teaser? Since I got 50-something pages of the stuff, why not? Remember, this is all unedited and totally unapproved by my editor. It may end up on the proverbial cutting room floor…but for now, I sure enjoyed the heck out of writing it.

DANGEROUS BOYS AND THEIR TOY
by Shayla Black
Ellora’s Cave – Releast: TBD 2008

Cam didn’t finish the sentence, but palmed her breast, caressing her nipple with a gentle thumb. Already hard, her nipple now stood up straight for him. His touch burned clear to her belly…and lower.

Thorn moaned, still kneeling inches from her, his hand wrapped around her neck, the other at her hip, anchoring her close to him. And, with burning hot eyes, he was watching Cameron touch her, soothing her with a slow, repentant caress.

With an audible swallow, Thorn whispered a demand. “Kiss it and make it better.”

Cameron’s eyes flashed up to Thorn. Neither said anything for long moments. Did she want them both touching her? Would they?

God knew she’d never been more aroused in her life than she was now. Even the thought of having both man’s hands on her was broiling her insides.

Something passed between the men, a look. An understanding?

Then Cameron turned his dark stare to her. It was a question, a silent one. He wouldn’t proceed without some sign from her.

And somehow Brenna knew that speaking now would shatter the fragile situation. One wrong word or move, and someone would leave. Besides, what could she say that her body couldn’t say for her?

Brenna arched into Cameron’s hand and closed her eyes.

A moment later, warm lips pressed to the side of her breast. A soft brush of lips, a caress. Then he pursed his lips around her nipple. His soft tongue stroked her a moment later. And her head spun with amazing sensation. Desire brewed, hot and insistent, in her belly, streaking fire through her, centered under her clit. She was burning up from the inside and she loved it. A moan slipped past her lips.

Thorn captured it with his mouth.

With a gasp, Brenna took in the fact both men were kissing some part of her.

Excitement danced in her belly, burning. They’d stoked a banked fire inside her, and now it was roaring.

After trailing kisses across her cheek, Thorn nipped at her lobe, then whispered, “You look hot with Cam sucking your nipple. You like it?”

“Yes,” she blurted on a moan. “Yes.”

“Want more?”

“Please.”

Thorn cupped her other breast and teased the nipple with his thumb, watching every pull and pucker of Cameron’s mouth. He was so gentle, it didn’t hurt. Pleasure just…washed over her. And knowing Thorn loved the sight of it somehow ramped her up higher.

“Cam,” he murmured.

In response, he moaned, tugged gently on her nipple with his lips, laved one last time, then raised his gaze to her.

God, he pulled her in. His eyes were on fire, his cheeks flushed. She felt the heat radiating from him. Brenna glanced down at his jeans. No doubt about the state of his arousal.

“Cam?”

Taut and on edge, the detective cut his eyes over to Thorn. Quickly, his gaze dropped from Thorn’s face, following the line of his arm down, down. Cameron’s eyes flashed with something wild as he fixed on the sight of Thorn’s hand palming her breast. Then Thorn lifted it up, offering it to Cam.

He didn’t have to offer twice.

Happy Friday!