I love the collaboration afforded by anthologies. My latest Story, Who Can Find A Virtuous Woman, has been a blast. All the stories are steamy regardless of subgenre. The camaraderie weve shared has been awesome, plus we get to feel good that all the proceeds are going to charity. Heres the blurb and an excerpt from my story, Who Can Find A Virtuous Woman?
Blurb
Losing her virginity is free-born Eve Richardson’s only hope of escape from marriage to an insufferable fundamentalist preacher. In need of a knight in shining armor, she finds a potential candidate in straightlaced Madison Dugger, the first of his family born outside of slavery. Madison does find Eve desirable. Hes wanted her for as long as hes known her. But what shes asking him to do runs too close to his familys painful history with slavery. To her dismay, he refuses. She must overcome his objections—and soon. Otherwise, shes doomed to a life as a virtuous woman.
Excerpt:
Eve massaged her temples. Could anything be more insufferable than listening to this mans fundamentalist rantings? Actually, yes. Listening to her father insist Quansah would make an excellent son-in-law.
Her mother remained silent on the virtues of bringing the minister into the family. Eve divined a kindred contempt in her mothers restrained reticence.
“You can see it on the young folks faces,” Quansah continued. “Its not choiring angels or ‘Rock of Ages theyre listening to when they suck on those straws.” He confirmed his own opinion with a pompous nod.
Eve tugged at the lace of her high-necked collar. The last time shed had an ice cream soda, she’d hummed ‘A Hot Time in the Old Town Tonight. Moist heat had flared between her legs. This cretin couldnt know of the cool delight that spread to her netherlips when she enjoyed the creamy dessert. Only someone who had themselves been excited…
A smirk twisted her lips. Quansah was speaking for himself. Ice cream sodas aroused his lusts just as they did hers.
The ministers gaze lingered on Eves lap as if he could see through her drawers. She enjoyed the wetness that suffused her sex whenever she awakened a mans interest—just not a man like Quansah. Self-important. Sanctimonious. Salacious.
She shifted on her chairs padded cushion for relief. No. Better to remember the stirring caused at yesterdays All Hallow Eves Bible study—and the man whose presence had created the erotic excitement. Madison Dugger. Shy. Straight-laced. Secretive.
Choiring angels hadnt sung ‘Rock of Ages when she and Madison had stared at each other last night. His dark-skinned complexion had reddened with a nice flush of embarrassment. Hed removed his wire-rim glasses with trembling fingers, wiped imagined filth from their already-immaculate lenses. A delicious pleasure had rippled across her labia. Shed crossed her legs and tensed her thigh muscles to still the thrill. She had to cross her legs and tense those muscles now as she recalled the moment’s ecstasy.
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Bio
Michal Scott is the erotic romance pen name of Anna Taylor Sweringen, a retired United Church of Christ and Presbyterian Church USA minister. Inspired by the love mystics of Begijn, Audre Lorde and bell hooks, Rev. Anna writes romance thats always steamy, oftentimes spiritual, sometimes both. She uses story settings to give insight into the African American experience in the US.
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