What is a Pillow Book?

I know what they are, but only because I used one as the reason a model was talking naughty pictures in my ebook, "The Painted Lady".  Actually, I first read about them in a Johanna Lindsey romance, although I can't remember which one.  I really need to reread her Malory backlist - I'm sure it's one of those randy guys - to find that book!

However, in the Encyclopedia of the Exquisite, a pillowbook is descibed as "A diary, or book of musings, kept under the pillow."  The Pillowbook of Sei Shonagon, a lady-in-waiting to Japan's Empress Sadako, was a few lines written about the day before she fell asleep kind of book.  Apparently it offers great insight into the era [965-1020] in which she lived.

There were lists included in her pillowbook such as "Squalid Things", "Vexing Things", "Hateful Things", but I laughed at the "Embarassing Things" where she added an oafish lover:

"Lying awake at night, one says something to one's companion, who simply goes on sleeping."

At least she doesn't complain about their snoring.

Sexy Saturday Sex Scene - #1!

Hey Everyone! So, last Saturday Stella Price started Sexy Saturday Sex Scenes, and it looked like such fun, I thought I'd jump in and do it as well. 

So whats all this "Sexy Saturday Sex Scenes"? A contest, and the details are like this:

Read the sex scene, and pick a song that you think could be playing in the background during said scene. Post the song in the Hot Thoughts Blog comments section. On Sunday, a winner will be picked from the comments. So you have untill 5pm (est) on Sunday.

What do you win? An ecopy of the book where the sex scene is featured.  So, are you ready?  Here is my first 'Sexy Saturday Sex Scene'.


The Painted Lady, Winter Wishes Anthology

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

Length: 8k

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Noting the distance remaining to be about ten minutes, she decided to let her surprise out of the bag, so to speak.

Saying nothing, she started working to release the large buttons that traced down the front of her soft, long coat and then spread it wide. Resting quietly in her backpack were the rest of her clothes, except for her boots. She stretched a silken bare leg out so he could see it out of the corner of his eye.

Saff smiled like the Cheshire cat when she heard his deep intake of air. Got him, and it felt good after he had literally nailed her that day of the last shoot.

Using her hand, she slowly stroked it up her inner thigh, over her belly, then up to cup and tease her breasts.

“Shit!” Full of shock, the word came straight from his balls.

“Ummm, is something wrong, stud?” She knew his weaknesses just as he had known hers.

“You’re a cruel woman, Saffron.” This was said with pleasure rising right along with his cock.

When she felt a surge in the car’s sudden burst of forward movement, a secret thrill rose within her. Pulling into his driveway and through the winding road, he slid to a stop, not taking the time to park in the garage as he usually did. Undoing his seatbelt, he was out like a flash, but she was quicker.

With her coat still on, she spread herself across the front of his low-slung Jaguar in the blazing white glare of the security light wearing nothing but her boots and gooseflesh. She paid no attention to the cold.

“Take me, Dirk.”

“Shit, Saff, you’re going to be the death of me,” he muttered as he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants, then pulled out his hard cock. Walking slowly up to her, he stroked the hard length as he moved in between her legs, putting his other hand on the hood next to her head for leverage.

Once he had lodged the crown within her slit, she moved to hook her boot heels onto the bumper, then spread her legs wide around his hips. Heat radiated off him in waves, seeping into her body. Releasing his cock, he moved his hand to the other side of her head and said fiercely, “Don’t ever fucking leave me like that again, Saff!”

“I love you, Dirk. I did then and I always will—now, will you thrust that big, hard cock deep inside my pussy? Give me your heat.” Looking him in the eye, Saff gave him back his total honesty.

Growling, she was sure with both lust and satisfaction, he hammered his hard length in and out of her on the hood of his car, giving her no mercy, but then again, none was requested.

The local wildlife population was being entertained by the rough and wild fucking taking place in the spotlight, as were any others who were up at the late hour and happened upon them, but neither participant cared. Nor were they paying attention to the freezing temps.

“Fucking right I’ll give you my cock, it’s the only one allowed to play in this lush ground!” Pounding his length deep within her wet cleft over and over again, he watched her breasts bounce with the force. He thrilled with each “ungh” he forced from her mouth.

Backs weren’t meant to lay across metal surfaces in the cold, but all she felt at that moment was the hard cock carving its own path in and out of her pussy with such force, her breasts bounced and rubbed against Dirk’s covered chest, exciting them both further. Saff’s nipples felt raw as the iced tips scraped across his warm, clothed chest.

“Shit, your tits are so tight!”

The air they exhaled rested heavily between them as they grunted and groaned, but neither stopped the untamed fucking until Saff wrapped her legs around his hips and screamed, her pussy spasming around his pulsing, seed-shooting cock.

“Dirk!”

“Fuck yeah, Saff!”

Dirk abruptly stood with Saffy wrapped around him, his prick still buried deep within her heated cleft and her coat flapping behind her. The lovers moved up the front stairs and into the warm, welcoming embrace of the cozy old house, leaving mistakes and the cold behind.


Your turn, what song do you hear playing as Dirk takes Saffron across the hood of his car on a freezing night?


By the way, head over to Stella and Audra Price's blog, they also have a Sexy Saturday Sex Scene up, and it happens to be from one of my favorite books of their's:  Wishes!  UPDATED:  Cat Johnson and Bianca D'Arc are also participating in S4!

Book Talk!

I'm working on 'Double Punch', which will be followed up by 'Cyra's Cyclopes' [you met them in 'Hephaestus Lays Down the Law'], and I suddenly realized that the Ancient Greek Gods and Goddesses have shown up in my writing before, and I don't mean any other book in the Mythological Messes Redux series.

They show up in 'The Painted Lady', part of the Winter Wishes Anthology.

The heroine, Saffron Hoyt, is a model doing a private commission as her last photoshoot. She's retiring because she doesn't want to watch her weight anymore. The gig involves having her body painted so she blends into a variety of paintings/sculpture such as Sandro Botticelli's Birth of Venus, Peter Paul Ruben's Leda and the Swan, and the Venus de Milo.

There is also an important appearance by Janus in 'New Beginnings: Carpe Diem'.

You haven't heard of him? Well, he isn't Greek, he's Roman, but he fit so perfectly, I had to go with him. You see, the escapees need are searching for a name to suit their new piece of paradise and the heroine, Maris, who was a librarian, suggests Janus. Amongst other things, he was the god of civilization, beginnings and endings, and blessed with a benevolent personality. Perfect.

eBook and Book Talk!

Today, doing laundry, shopping for grad gift and weeding, I got to thinking about tattoos. I'm not entirely sure why, but I was, and the subject led me to pick out stories I've written with unique ways characters have chosen to celebrate their bodies. Tattoos and piercings, I find them interesting.

So which stories are they found?

An Invitation to The World: New Zealand has Timu Tuhaere, a Maorian hunk of a rugby player who "sported a tribal tattoo that snaked from his knee around his inner upper thigh and up to finish atop a spectacularly muscular ass."

The Gilded Cage has Max Stephenson, a Brit with "four metal balls of his magic cross piercing." My editor had one comment when this piercing was later detailed: ouch and yet it offered nothing but pleasure.

The Painted Lady is a bit different in that they aren't tattoos, but Saffron Hoyt has her body painted to suit some very erotic images, like "...in the guise of a naked Princess Leia sitting before Jabba the Hut from Return of the Jedi...".

Fun times, I wonder what other areas I've touched on before?