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In the Spotlight: Taylor Berke

by on January 2, 2013

In the Spotlight: Taylor Berke

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New Release: Stony Creek Cowboy, Book 1 Stony Creek Series

Dr. Billie Rothman, a beautiful widowed MD, leaves all that she knows behind attempting to follow her dreams to Stony Creek, Wyoming.  She is yearning for the passionate life she wanted to live after a safe and comfortable marriage to her best friend. 

Jackson Powell, a huge handsome cowboy literally saves her life soon after she arrives in the town of his birth.  After being married to a selfish and superficial woman, he decides that women are simply for his pleasure and to ranch alongside him and his family, never expecting the bundle of sensual energy that punches him in the gut after meeting his new neighbor.   While getting to know each other both these wounded souls cannot ignore the instant attraction or the pulling of their hearts but in the background lurks several individuals who yearn to teach them both lessons in pain and revenge.

The main setting of the story takes place in Stony Creek where Billie meets her neighbors, the Powell’s, composed of five male cousins and their parents who all live on Rugged Hill Ranch.  Billie is a 5’8” auburn haired saucy, smart and curvaceous woman and Jackson is a stubborn 6’6” gorgeous cowboy determined not to listen to his heart but nonetheless finds himself falling in love with his new neighbor. 

There is quite a bit of humor mixed with erotic intimacies that are commented and watched hysterically by the town and his family.  Unfortunately his ex-wife and a jealous acquaintance from his past try to hurt both of them physically and psychologically.  They fail in the end and the relationship between these two addictive characters is center stage for this happily ever after ending.  It also sets the stage for the rest of the brothers, cousins and members of their town for a series. 

The Biz:

How many books do you currently have published? This is my very first novel and I am just so excited about it!

What is the next book you have releasing?  Well, the second book in the Stony Creek Series is going to be called Stony Creek Hero and is still cooking even as we speak!

What book are you writing right now?  It is book 2 in the Stony Creek Series, Ben and Lizzie’s story!

What is your favorite type of Hero/Heroine to write about? Why?  I love stories that pull you in by the relationship and love that the characters share.  I think angst and drama are in our everyday enough so I try to make my stories an oasis of erotica, love and happily ever afters!

What is the hardest part of writing for you?  Names, always the names.  For some reason I always draw a blank and need serious help lol!

Advice for aspiring and new writers?  Well, I would simply let your mind drift into places and stories that appeal to you.  Write about what enraptures you and makes you feel happy or excited.  I wouldn’t suggest trying to please anyone else but yourself with your stories.

Who did you dedicate your first book to?  My husband is my own hero.  I think sometimes that I was a work in progress until I met him.  Now we are developing and evolving together.

Do you have any rituals for Book Release Day?   I will have to let you know about that one as the my first book is coming out on January 3, 2012!

What author are you dying to meet? OR What author have you met that you had a fan girl/guy moment?  This is an easy one.  It would be Heather Rainier or Sophie Oak.  I re-read their stories whenever I need to feel happy or de-stress.  They are both so talented!

They are both at the top of my list too! I’ve chatted online with Sophie enough to know that she is as lovely a woman as you can imagine! 🙂

The Random:

How would your spouse or best friend describe you in three words?  Kind, smart, naughty

What was the last movie you went to see?  Not sure since it has been so long lol!

If you were an animal what kind of animal would you be and why?  An elephant.  It was my grandmother’s favorite!

What is your favorite quote ever?  “People who shock easily should be shocked more often!”

If you could be a superhero, what would you want your super powers to be?  I would want to be able to touch people with my mind so when people were mean or hurting someone, I could either stop them or pinch them really hard somewhere!  Call me Czarina the invisible!

What song is on your iPod/Mp3/Stereo right now?  Will it ruin my image if I confess that even though I am young, I do not possess an iPod or Mp3?

Favorite place to curl up with a good book?  My old chair and a half in our sunroom.  So relaxing there!

The Good Stuff:

If you had to pick one item to bring to the bedroom with you what would it be? A blindfold

What feature on the opposite sex attracts you the most?  How his groin looks when clothed.

What would pick as the sexiest scene from a book? Lorelei James scene from Cowgirls Don’t Cry, with Brandt fucking Jessie right across the kitchen floor!

Lovemaking, Wham Bam, Kinky Fuckery?  Mix of Kinky with some wham bam lol!

Tall Dark and Handsome or Playful Funny and Sexy?  Tall dark and handsome for me!

What actor/actress would you be willing to run away from your life for?No one.  My husband still gives me butterflies when he walks in the room, seriously.

If you had a warning label, what would it say?  Handle with care.

Now that we know a little more about the author, let’s see what the book has in store for us!

“Jackson? Where are you? I know it is going to ruin your image of me being a tough city girl and all, but I am actually afraid of the dark.”

She let out a squeal as strong muscular arms gently wrapped around her from behind. She certainly hadn’t been freezing yet but was definitely getting cold. Now all she could do was sigh with the double pleasure that his arms afforded her. They were providing both warmth and stoking the fires of her simmering arousal. In this position she could feel his entire body dwarf her with his great height as he was plastered against her back. She leaned her head back to rest against his chest, trusting him enough to again close her eyes. She felt like he was burning into her and she didn’t mind the flames one bit. His hands shifted and began a gentle inspection of her waist and hips. His hot fingers applied massaging pressure as she suspected he was inspecting her body. She moaned her approval while allowing her hands to slightly reach back of their own accord and rest on his rock-hard thighs. She felt her feminine parts flood with moisture as his hands lightly but confidently started to run down the front of hers as well. As his gentle exploration continued, she heard the change in his breathing. Hot rushes of air caressed her throat. He was leaning down, allowing his fingers to massage the lean muscle of her thighs while he ran his lips over the shell of her ear. She allowed herself to mimic his movements by running her hands over the raw power of his legs. It was all muscle and hardness beneath her questing fingertips, so much so she felt faint. She didn’t have any experience with men built like Jackson was. Matthew has been her study partner, not this specimen of raw masculinity.

At the feel of his lips touching the pulse behind her left ear, she began to quiver. More moisture pooled at her core as she was sure her legs would give way. Her mouth was slightly parted as she began to pant while Jackson eased his hands upward over the silky shirt. He paused his hand’s exploration for a moment to lave the base of her neck and bite.

“Jackson, what you do to me,” she said wondrously as she continued to try to control her gasps of pleasure as he found her sensitive spots.

“Does it feel good to you, baby? Do you want me to continue? You don’t have to answer, just nod your head yes.”

Billie felt her head bob with permission as though it had a mind of its own. Her hands continued to rub his muscled thighs, gripping at the jean material every time he nipped and touched. Just then his hands began their quest anew. They slid up and down the sides of her waist reverently as if they had never touched silk over curves before. Suddenly her position was shifted slightly to the side as his left hand grasped her chin. His thumb caressed briefly over her full bottom lip before his own took possession of hers. This kiss was different than the one before. His tongue immediately thrust into her warmth as his hips started to mimic the rolling movements of their hips. She could feel his hard cock pressing and sliding against the space between her cheeks, fueling the fire in her body. She was actually momentarily distracted by the thought that she might have a moistened spot on her skirt from the cream running from her. As he feasted on her mouth, she could feel his hand firmly start to stroke the underside of her breast. Arousal as she had never encountered roared through her body. For his part, Jackson felt like he was being gifted for his good deeds in this life. She felt like an angel. A sex angel sent here to tempt him into never leaving the world of sin if it meant she was in it. His cock was painfully erect in its position, rubbing the back of her succulently firm ass.

He continued to plunder her lips, twining his tongue with hers, over and over again. However, it was the feel of her body under his searching hands that put his blood to near boiling. Roughly now, he cupped her breast while moving his mouth to nip at her neck. She is perfection, he thought while stroking the lush globe in the palm of his hand, plucking at her nipple. He tried to be gentle but finally having her at his mercy to tease and explore left him unable to do more than knead her mercilessly while groaning his arousal. He had backed them up against the door to the nearest stall just as his hand delved under the opening in her blouse. He felt the lace of her bra as he momentarily gentled his touch to lightly stroke her nipples with his fingertips. She was perfection. He could hear her ragged breaths and scent her arousal in the air. He had to have her. Now. His hand plunged beneath the scrap of material covering her breast and felt the shock of burning pleasure from his groin to his legs. He was sure his boxer briefs were wet with his pre-cum, and he threaded his fingers in her hair while pulling her head back to expose the other side of her neck.

Billie felt his teeth against the base of the other side of her neck but couldn’t protest as the air rushed from her lungs. Please, dear lord, let him fuck me now. She felt his hand that was roughly squeezing her breast as it alternated not only from side to side but from softness to rolling her nipples between his thumb and forefingers. She felt him move his other hand to the edge of her skirt. She felt him suddenly freeze, just as the hem of her skirt was slid upward so she could feel the cool air hit her wet slit. Voices outside indicated the approach of more than one man.

He felt her stiffen in probable fear and quickly tucked her into his arms while lifting her up. As though she weighed not a feather, he silently walked down past the last stall of horses and into the tack room. He fumbled for the doorknob that led to the outside and privacy the darkness afforded. He could see the tears form in her eyes as the moonlight emphasized her probable embarrassment at being caught.

“It’s okay, baby,” he whispered while gently kissing her forehead. “I have got you and won’t let anything hurt you. Just trust me, Billie.”

Whoa! Is it warm in here, or is it just me? Sounds steamy! Keep up with Taylor and her new releases via her Facebook page:

And don’t forget to Live, Laugh, and Love like today is your only chance!~Lori

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