Monday Update, Jan. 14:
My thanks to everyone who participated in the blog hop and visited the site or posted a comment.
Congratulations to Mary R. who won a $15.00 Amazon Gift Card!
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Welcome to the Something New, Something Naughty Blog Hop!
The something new and naughty in my part of the world is the reissue of How To Woo… A Reluctant Bride, my romantic Victorian short story.
The Victorians are known for being prim and proper, but appearances can be deceiving, and often were. Despite the veneer of gentility, prostitution was legal and widely available, esp. in London. Gentlemen still had their mistresses and frustrated ladies went to see the physician or midwife for treatment of hysteria, i.e. a hand job, until the much welcomed invention of the electric vibrator. (If you haven’t seen the movie Hysteria, I do recommend it for a good depiction of the times, as well as a charming and funny film.)
The sleazy tabloid papers came on the scene in the 1880′s and scandal suddenly became news, and the prolific author, Anonymous, penned a string of pornographic novels with titles like Three Nights in a Moorish Harem. Talk about a male fantasy! In 1883, the famous explorer Sir Richard Burton, translated the Kama Sutra from Sanskrit to English where it was quietly published by the Kama Shastra Society and no doubt sold in a brown paper wrapping.
The Kama Sutra plays an important part in my latest release when the hero uses it to woo his reluctant bride.
How To Woo… A Reluctant Bride
(Romantic Historical Short Story)
by Lyndi Lamont
A marriage contract, nothing more…until darkly handsome Evan Channing and demure Lydia Blatchford meet. Yet the rules are simple for an arrangement such as theirs. There should be no misunderstanding, no illusions of anything more.
But the rules are about to change when Evan is gifted with an intriguing copy of the Kama Sutra. He sets out to win his high-born bride, blending seductive heat with exotic lessons in love-making. With a little help from Sir Richard Burton’s new, provocative translation of ancient wisdom on seduction and arousal, the cold marriage bed of an arranged union is about to combust into a blazing flame of desire.
(Previously published under the title Love… By the Book)
After dinner Evan wandered around his bedroom, clad in his new blue and white striped pajamas, wondering how much longer he should wait before going to his new bride. He’d never felt so unsure yet so filled with anticipation. He pictured her in the red sari Zahra had given her, the cloth draped seductively around her curves. His cock was already partially hard just thinking about what was to come.
At the same time he was more nervous than he’d ever been in his life. It wasn’t as if it were his first time, but every woman he’d been with had been a prostitute, so he was never sure if their cries of pleasure were real or feigned. After all, they were paid to please their clients. But Lydia was a highborn lady, and a virgin. He just hoped he could make this pleasant enough for her she’d let him visit her room again. And again…
He glanced at his copy of the Kama Sutra. The book recommended waiting ten days before consummating the marriage. Bloody hell. He could no more wait ten more days to make her his wife than he could fly to the moon. He wanted her. Now. Badly.
Taking a deep breath, he walked to the door between their rooms and knocked. He let out his breath when she bade him enter. He found her perched on the edge of the bed in the red sari, but looking pale and apprehensive.
He sat on the side of the bed and took her hands in his. “You wore the red sari. I wasn’t sure if you would.”
She gave him a sheepish look. “I almost didn’t. At first, I couldn’t figure out how to put it on again, but I finally figured it out. I think.”
“Stand up and let me see.”
She rose and turned in a circle, all the while clutching the waist with one hand. “I don’t know how well it will stay on.”
“No matter,” he said, kissing one hand. “I am looking forward to removing it.”
“Evan,” she exclaimed.
He raised an eyebrow. “What did your mother tell you to expect on your wedding night?”
Lydia flushed and glanced away. “Very little actually. She said to lie back and let you take charge.”
He sighed and reached out to touch her face and turn it to him. “I’d really prefer it if you participated in what we’re about to do. It is much more pleasurable that way. Like it was when you kissed me back, like you did at Zahra’s. And in the carriage.”
She gave him a tentative smile. “If that’s what you want.”
“What I want is you naked and writhing in my arms.”
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