One Plus One is currently on tour at Bewitching Book Tours. Welcome to Immortality and Beyond Kay Dee! We're so pleased you could stop in today and share a guest post with us.
Hello BK, thanks so much for letting me hang out with you and your readers ;) Hi everyone, thanks for taking time for stopping in, you are appreciated :)
I’m Kay Dee Royal, an erotic romance author who writes what I love, paranormal, fantasy, and contemporary erotic romance. I’m here today with One Plus One, my latest contemporary erotic romance. BK asked me how I build tension with sex scenes, and I’d love to share it with you…and will be asking you all for your thoughts at the end…be ready ;)
How I Build Tension with Sex Scenes
There is a formula for sexual tension and it begins with a very subtle action, which is anything but subtle to the hero and heroine experiencing the thralls of it. Can you guess what it is? Sorry, I couldn’t resist asking for a guess because I never would have guessed it when I first began writing romance.
It’s eye contact or a slight physical contact. Most of us have experienced it at one time or another – a look from across the room, gazes meet and are frozen for mere seconds but feel like hours…crazy sparks, whips of electricity, warm pulses, all zinging to inner hotspots without permission. And, the best part, for really good tension, is the story-stars hate each other…at least for the moment. So, those crazy inner events going on inside their bodies make no sense to them, in fact, they readily dismiss all of it to some other reason.
Oh, I just love when this happens…and if there’s a little humor added to it all, well, I cherish the words :) I’m ready to wrap up in a blanket with hot chocolate because I’m hooked to the end ;)
Each meeting between the hero and heroine is a melting pot of resistance – how long can they resist their building temptation of the other, how long can they deny their draw to the other exists, and when the walls of a force ‘greater than them’ come tumbling down, well…it can be a free for all. *grins*
The tension I build between my story-stars comes naturally, usually before a sex scene (but not always as in One Plus One), by the time sex enters the scene, it has become an exploration of deeper emotions…even if the players are still resisting the meaning of it (the bigger picture). They can’t seem to control the wild, uninhibited passion of it.
So, what is the first ‘sign of tension’ between a hero and heroine that hooks you into their story?
About the Author:
Kay Dee Royal writes paranormal and fantasy romance—maybe because it's also her favorite genre to read! She pens tales with wild, rugged heroes and strong, intelligent heroines. She'll give them both a few shadowy secrets, making her stories intriguing and fun. She resides in Southern Michigan with her family (her dogs, her cats, her caged husband... you get the idea). You can reach her at her blog and find the latest on her titles from her publisher, MuseItHot.
One Plus One
Kay Dee Royal
Contemporary Erotic Romance –
WARNING: Explicit sex scenes 18+
Tagline: Lacinda and Blade discover more than sexual ecstasy on a lust-filled singles cruise. Winners can’t be losers.
One Plus One Blurb:
Coerced by her friend, Lacinda, a woman crushed by love, winds up on a three-week singles cruise.
Blade, a man of means, discovers Miss Right under the guise of a singles cruise set up by his business partner.
Once Blade focuses his efforts he always gets what he’s after, until Lacinda throws his arrogant reputation back in his face.
Can Blade break through Lacinda’s angry barriers? Will she ever see him as anything more than a player?
One Plus One Excerpt ~
“Lacinda Gainesly,” a steward called her name. She saw the sign he held with her name printed in bright purple. She slipped on the first step leading down onto the ship and stumbled past the steward. The sign dropped from his fingers and his arms latched around her body from behind. His quick reflexes saved her face from biting the deck, but his hands cupped both of her breasts and squeezed. Lacinda threw her elbow back into his side.
“Hey, a little respect for the guy who saved your life.”
Lacinda shrugged out of his grasp. She met his gaze and realized this was the same man who picked her up from her hotel in a long black limo, only then he was dressed in black instead of the white uniform he now wore.
“You’re the driver.”
“I’m a lot of things, like possibly a hero.” His eyes looked as happy as his lips.
She noticed his smile, the same he shared earlier when he asked her questions about why she took the cruise quiz. Lacinda thought he was simply a driver for the cruise company so she shared some of her story. He knew about Alex dying in a car crash on the way to their wedding. She searched her memory for anything else she might have shared which could embarrass her later.
“Alas fair maiden, your chambers await your timely arrival,” he said, faking a British accent. He held his gloved hand out. Lacinda refused it.
“I’m ready for my quarters.” She needed relaxation, maybe take a nice hot scented bath and get prepared for the swing of things, anything to distract her from the past that never left her alone.
“As you wish, my lady,” he said, again with a British accent. The steward turned, led her across the deck, and down a stairway. She saw men and women following other stewards or each other. Once on board everyone began mingling, even flirting, judging by the tinkling female laughter and deep manly chuckles.
“There will be an announcement left under your door regarding tonight’s dinner seating arrangements. May you enjoy your day and make sure you take time for a relaxing massage. There’s always a masseuse available. Their extension is listed beside your phone. You’ll find your room key there as well.”
Lacinda followed him down a narrow hallway until he stopped in front of a door with an elegantly scrolled number 216.
“This is you. May I answer any questions before I go?”
Lacinda dug in her purse for a tip. Clueless on how much was appropriate and not wanting to give him anything. He got his gratuity when he copped a feel of her breasts.