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Blogging A-Z Challenge – T is for…


Blogging A-Z Challenge

Thirty Days. Twenty-six posts.

 April 1 marks the first day of the annual blogging challenge. For 26 days of April (every day except for Sunday) I’m going to have a post related to my Blogging A-Z Theme.

(This post contains adult content that may not be suitable for those under 18)

What’s my theme, you ask?

Do you really need to?

I write bedtime reading for adults, stories they can enjoy alone and with a partner. So it only makes sense that my theme is – Erotica.

I’ll be picking a word or phrase commonly associated with the literary genre of erotica. Don’t worry, these posts won’t be graphic or cringe-worthy – I’m looking to educate, information, amuse and always, entertain.

Read on!

T is for…

Tying up.

Being tied up is a prevalent occurrence in erotica novels and my books are no exception.

I thought I’d share an excerpt from my next book with you. The title is pending, but I’m thinking something like Mrs. Robinson’s Red Inn of Fun and Games.  Not sure yet. Anyway, here’s a sneak peek!! Let me know what you think 🙂


He tied her hands, the silk soft against her skin.

As she watched him wrap the red scarf around her wrists, she was amazed how a man his size could be so gentle. His hands had cradled her head when they kissed; there had been no hesitation or wincing when he swept her up into his arms, and she was not a small woman.

But he made her feel delicate. Fragile. It was a heady sensation, almost as exciting as the touch of his hands on her arms as he tied the scarf binding her wrists to the headboard.


If she listened closely she could hear the faint hint of Scotland in his voice. Not a lot. Just enough so when the light shone on his head to give his hair a reddish tinge, she could tell herself Michael Lorde looked like Jamie Fraser, from the Outlander series.

At least what her imagination told her what he would look like.

She swallowed hard before nodding her head.

“I won’t hurt you.”

“I know,” she said, the words tripping out of her mouth. “I’m not – I’ve just never done this before.”

“I know.” He smiled, his dimples making her heart flutter. “That’s why I wanted to be your first.”

Her sudden intake of air was audible. She wondered if Lorde had any idea how unbelievably excited she was.

He gave the scarf a tug to test it. “You can tell me to stop anytime you want to. But I don’t hurt. This is just …” He met her nervous gaze and winked. “…for you.”

She took one last look at him before he covered her eyes with the blindfold.

How on earth did she end up here, with this man, this beautiful man, who looked like a brute but touched her like she was a breakable piece of china? Why did he pick her out of all the others?

His lips touched hers softly, moving to her neck. She tried not to gasp when she felt the pressure of his mouth on the swell of her breast.

How did she get here, with Lorde, with her husband in the next room?

Was he watching?

She wanted him to watch.

And she wanted Lorde to stop being so gentle.

Author: hollykerrauthor

Author of chicklit novels, Unexpecting, Coming Home, Absinthe Doesn't Make the Heart Grow Fonder and The Secret Life of Charlotte Dodd

4 thoughts on “Blogging A-Z Challenge – T is for…

  1. Hey, I’ve just found your blog and I love it! Would love you to check out my blog: 🙂
    G xx

  2. Oops, meant to do that when I stopped by! Done. And trying to follow you on Twitter. I’m @hollykerrauthor if you’d be so inclined! 🙂

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