C. Margery Kempe here to introduce a fellow Harper author, Zara Stoneley who’s got a sexy new title that mixes up horses, dogs, hot men and strong women in beautiful Cheshire. Welcome, Zara — and take it away!
Over the last two years I’ve had a few books published, erotic novels and erotic romances and I’ve noticed a trend. My muse has been edging me back closer to home. Persistently. And then, at the end of last year, my editor gave me the final shove and I found myself writing the type of book that a good friend of mine told me I should have been writing from the start.
So, Stable Mates is a bit different to my previous titles – it’s my first ‘bonkbuster’. The type of book I used to devour, but with a more modern twist. If you’re a Brit then the word ‘bonkbuster’ will probably make you think of Jilly Cooper, or Fiona Walker or Tilly Bagshawe. If you’re not…
Okay, so from the Oxford English Dictionary (where else?) we have the definition “a type of popular novel characterized by frequent explicit sexual encounters between the characters.” A play on the term ‘blockbuster’ and bonk, British slang for sex.
It’s been called a ‘romp through the English countryside’, and there is quite a bit of ‘romping’, but with this story you could take the sex out and it would still be a story (maybe not quite as much fun, but…) so I’ve gone sexy, as opposed to erotic…
This is no autobiography, but it’s a world I know and love – fit horsemen, fun people, gentle humour, laughs and the odd tragedy. Still naughty, but not taking itself seriously. My editor said it still made her giggle even on the third read through, and she loved all (well maybe not quite all) the men in it. And there are plenty. Mick is mine though!
‘It’s darker here, isn’t it?’ He looked up at the inky sky, lit with tiny pinpricks of stars.
They both stared up silently and then he stubbed the cigarette out slowly, and Pip
watched as he ground it round and round, smaller and smaller. ‘Do you think you’ll stay here,Tom?’
‘I hope so. This has to be better for Tabatha than what she had before.’
‘And what about for you?’
‘It feels like I belong.’ Even drunk, he instantly regretted the impulsive words. ‘Will you stay?’
‘Okay.’ One simple word. She stood up, held out a hand, smiling as he straightened up cautiously.
And as Tom slowly stripped her in the small cottage bedroom, chintzy curtains open so that the moonlight could slip into the room and caress her slim body with its silvery hue, he stared almost mesmerised at the round perfect breasts, at her unashamed naked stance.
And as her nipples hardened under his gaze, his cock stirred in response. He reached out, rubbed one rosy bud gently with his thumb. God, he couldn’t remember the last time he’d needed someone this badly. She slowly unbuttoned his shirt, slipped it from his shoulders and ran the point of her nail down over his chest until it slipped into the waistband of his trousers.
Tom felt the ragged breath leave his body. It was a bloody good job he was half-cut or this would be over the second he was inside her. And he so didn’t want that, for either of them.
A shiver ran over his body, a need, a want. It had been a long time since he’d been with a woman, much, much longer since he’d been with one who wanted nothing in return. Simple, straightforward pleasure, mutual need. And as he pushed Pip gently backwards so that she toppled onto the bed, he was sure that it was exactly what he was about to get.
Thanks for having me here today!
Bestselling author Zara Stoneley lives in deepest Cheshire surrounded by horses, dogs, cats and amazing countryside. When she’s not visiting wine bars, artisan markets or admiring the scenery in her sexy high heels or green wellies, she can be found in flip flops on the beach in Barcelona, or more likely sampling the tapas!
Zara writes hot romance and bonkbusters. Her latest novel, ‘Stable Mates’, is a fun romp through the Cheshire countryside and combines some of her greatest loves – horses, dogs, hot men and strong women (and not forgetting champagne and fast cars)!
She writes for Harper Collins and Accent Press.
Find out more about Zara:
Secrets and scandals, love and lust – when the ‘Cheshire Set’ are up against the ‘Footballer’s Wives’ the only common ground is carnal…
Flirting and fun seem the perfect antidote for Lottie’s battered heart, and where better to find them than back in tranquil Tippermere, home of sexy eventer Rory Steel, the smiling Irish eyes of hunky farrier Mick O’Neal, and mysterious newcomer, model Tom Strachan?
But when landowner Marcus James drops dead unexpectedly, and the threat of his waggish wife Amanda selling the heart of the village out from under them looms large, things look like they’re about to heat up in and out of the saddle.
With tensions running high, and the champagne flowing as freely as the adrenalin, is it any wonder that love catches more than one of them unawares?
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