In my pre-writing days, there were quite a few authors I admired. I would sit with my feet up, coffee in hand, devouring romance after romance on the weekends.
Never ever dreamed that not only would I meet many of them them once I started writing, but I would become a writing colleague of the wonderful AA at Entangled Publishing!
Amy Andrews... I still love your work and am very excited to have you here today to tell us about Taming the Tycoon. Readers...it is hot!
Thanks Annie for having me blog with you and giving me the opportunity to talk about Taming the Tycoon my new release from Indulgence. I really love Nathaniel and Addie’s story and its great to be here with a fellow Entangled author talking books.
One of the things reviewers have mentioned the most about TtT is Nate’s total hotness. This is how Addie first sees him.
The sun shone on his hair, crowning the glorious charcoal waves with a blue-black hue. Wisps brushed the tops of his ears and his collar and fell across his forehead in neat layers.
Sleek, dark sunglasses hid his eyes, but only drew attention to the sharply chiseled cheekbones on which they sat, and the interesting hollows beneath. His square jaw was classic movie-star material with a wickedly arrogant cleft in his chin that only added to his regal air.
His perfectly cut, dark-gray suit showcased broad shoulders, slim hips and powerful quads. His unbuttoned jacket gaped with his hands-in-pocket stance to reveal a waistcoat buttoned over one very flat abdomen.
A Bluetooth wireless headset nestled snugly against his ear looking very Secret Service.
Looking very James Bond .
He was the whole package. From the dark glory of his devilish hair to the tips of his expensive- looking shoes. Not to mention those fallen angel lips. His mouth looked like it could drive a woman mad with passion one moment and verbally eviscerate her with one cruel twist, the next.
It wasn’t any hardship, then, writing the scenes where Addie sets about giving him some scintillating experiences all over the glorious city of London he’ll never forget! The first one takes place on the London Eye.
He wandered to the railing, beer in hand. The capsule was right at the top now and the view up and down the river really was spectacular. He felt that calmness he’d experienced lying in bed at Hill Top all over again.
“It’s an amazing view, isn’t it?” Addie murmured as her arm brushed his. “You don’t realize how big it all is, do you? How small a cog you really are in the giant wheel of life. I like how it puts things in perspective. It’s pretty grounding, considering we’re over a hundred meters in the air.”
Nathaniel nodded. The world looked a lot slower up here, too, and for a crazy second he wanted to just stay here looking down at everything, seeing it through Addie’s eyes. Then she took a gulp of her beer, her head tipping back slightly, and a surge of lust slammed into him, evaporating the strange nostalgia.
Lust he knew what to do with, nostalgia not so much.
He moved behind her, trapping her body between the railing and him. He nuzzled behind her ear and was gratified to feel her arm snake up around his neck as she pushed back into him.
He groaned at the pressure against his groin. “God, you smell incredible,” he whispered, his eyes closing as the sweet fresh scent of her and roses intoxicated him. His hand left the railing and traveled up from her belly to her breasts and he could feel the tight points of her nipples rub his palm.
She moaned softly and shifted against him. His hand with the beer held her hips steady as he licked down her neck, and bit gently into the angle where her shoulder began. She gasped and her hand tightened around his neck.
“I want to be inside you,” he groaned into her ear.
Addie gave a husky laugh. “Sure, if you want to be on YouTube tonight.”
Nathaniel opened his eyes to find a bunch of uniformed school kids who looked no older than ten in the capsule down from them pointing their cameras and camcorders in their direction. He dropped his hand and moved back from her, his heart pounding.
He took a deep pull of his beer.
What in the hell was wrong with him? They were in a freaking glass bubble for all the world to see. Hell he’d been just about to hike her dress up and take her from behind. In front of a group of school children!
The next one I particularly loved writing and its set in a train on the Underground or The Tube as it’s affectionately known.
Fifteen minutes later they were crammed like sardines into a Tube carriage. Addie had slowly worked them toward the far back corner and Nathaniel had followed. It was hot from the warm weather and the press of bodies but her, “I’d keep that on if I were you,” when he’d tried to remove his jacket on the platform had prevented him from cooling down.
“I think I’ve been on the Tube enough now,” he grumbled as bored strangers crowded in around them. He was shielding her with his body and very conscious of the friction between them that built with every rock and sway of the train.
“Well, let’s see if I can make it worth your while,” she whispered as her fingers undid the two buttons holding his jacket together and slid inside as it flapped open.
When her thumb brushed against his fly, a jolt went through him and his eyes narrowed. “What are you doing?”
“Groping you,” she murmured as her fingers drifted back and forth.
He looked down, her furtive moments covered by the press of their bodies and the confines of his jacket. He checked around him. People stared into space, some with ear pieces in, others read, some people lucky enough to score seats chatted.
Mostly, people avoided eye contact.
His groin stirred at her light finger strokes. He felt himself thicken and grow hard as she touched him through his trousers in front of hundreds of oblivious passengers.
“You brought me on the Tube to grope me?” he whispered, dropping his mouth to her ear, his eyes shutting as she squeezed his throbbing erection
Addie smiled as she pressed the flat of her palm against him. “Yup.”
The air in his lungs grew thick and heavy as he resisted the overwhelming urge to push himself into her hand. “My mother warned me about girls like you,” he said, his voice low.
It was satisfying to hear that her quiet laugh had a rough edge. She squeezed up and down the length of him and just when Nathaniel thought it couldn’t get any hotter, her hand drop to cup him, her thumb idly stroking.
Addie raised herself up on her toes and whispered, “You have the most amazing penis I’ve ever had the pleasure to know.”
She squeezed where she cupped him and lust slammed through the fibers of his belly. He grasped her hip as the train slowed and a voice announced the name of the approaching station.
He grabbed her hand doing his jacket buttons up to cover himself. “C’mon, we’re getting out.”
Addie laughed. “Where to?” she asked as he pulled her along.
“The nearest hotel.”
As you can see, I had a lot of fun writing these scenes. Putting poor in-control Nate at the mercy of fun, flirty Addie. What about you out there? Do you like dark and intense or fun and flirty?
You can find Amy and her books at:
Twitter - @AmyAndrewsBooks.
Website – www.amyandrews.com.au
Amazon buy link - http://www.amazon.com/Taming-the-Tycoon-ebook/dp/B008ZIQLD4
B&N buy link - http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/taming-the-tycoon-amy-andrews/1112550469?ean=2940014899048
10/19/2012 01:31:10 am
Great excerpts Amy!!! :)
10/19/2012 02:28:28 am
Now see I was getting that vibe from you Lisa :-)
10/19/2012 01:45:14 am
Wow! That was hot!
10/19/2012 02:32:02 am
10/19/2012 01:58:15 am
Wow, fantastic excerpts. Can't wait to read the whole thing!
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10/19/2012 02:14:46 am
Hi Amy, loved the excerpts!! Congrats on your release, I can't wait to read it! :-)
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10/19/2012 03:32:39 am
Lol, thanks Effie :-)
10/20/2012 08:18:57 am
Phoar!! LOVE that description of Nate and his total hotness. I LOVE me a dark and broody man. The broodier the sexier. Thanks for the great post.
10/20/2012 04:24:24 pm
Hey Barb. Thanks for dropping by.
2/26/2016 09:29:49 pm
Such a romantic book. Enjoyed reading it so much! I still believe that true love isn't a fiction. It exists.
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