Patricia Logan stops by our Boudoir!

Patricia Logan

BDSM/Erotica Author

      Welcome! We're glad you stopped in to meet this week's BDSM/erotica author, Patricia Logan. We're thrilled she's here but we do have to warn you that the virtual location isn't for the faint of heart! She's invited all of us to meet her here in an alley behind a row of jewelry stores in the diamond district of downtown Los Angeles.

     A grizzly headless corpse has just been discovered, posed with a giant black rubber dildo jammed into his anus. His genitals have also been removed from the scene. This is the opening scene from "Silver Ties" my latest BDSM story. Detective Cassidy Ryan has just lost his breakfast against a graffiti covered old brick wall.

Patricia will giveaway an eBook copy of Silver Ties to one lucky commenter! Let Patricia know you've stopped by today and Friday, and a winner will be drawn from the comments. 

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Naughty Reader’s: Wow! What a gruesome scene, Patricia! Now that's an attention grabber! Umm..while we wait around to see what happens, tell us a bit about yourself.

Patricia: Well, I’m a busy mom to four and grandmother to one and I have to squeeze out time for my passion, writing. Being an author is my fourth career, behind mortgage broker, AIDS hospice nurse and Jeweler and I’m happier than ever, doing what I love.

Naughty Reader’s: What made you want to become a writer?

Patricia: It was a bit of an accident really. When my mortgage career tanked in 2007, I had nothing to do but read so after about 75 books, I said “I can write one of these!” So I did.

Naughty Reader’s: Well congratulations on that decision because your fans love you! Please share a bit about your new release 'Silver Ties' without giving away any spoilers.

Patricia: The latest is book three in my “Silvers” series… sexy books where I pair 40+ aged guys with sexy younger men. It’s called “Silver Ties” and is a BDSM about a former navy SEAL and the website owner of DOMZ.com, a famous BDSM website.

Naughty Reader’s: (readers shuffle closer to hear more from Patricia) I think they're curious to hear about this series! Do you write under a pen name?

Patricia: Yes I do. When I started writing, most books were still found in book stores, so I went to the romance shelf and saw that the books were arranged alphabetically from top left to bottom right. L was at eye level so I became Patricia Logan.
 
Naughty Reader’s: Now that's a clever way to consider a pen name! Can't say we've heard that one before! What types of hero or heroine do you like best?

Patricia: Strong yet vulnerable men. Most of my guys are former military in one form or another. I also do a lot of cowboys. Who doesn’t love gay cowboys? (swoon)

Naughty Reader’s: Tell us about a typical day in your life as a writer.

Patricia: I have my unproductive days like anyone else but the great days let me put 7K down on the page. I get up, get my kiddle off to school and drink my coffee as I peruse social media to see what’s up. Then, do a bunch of promo and by nine or ten, I start writing. I generally write all day and if the muse is really on fire, I can go longer.

Naughty Reader’s: That does help our production! (all eyes watch now as the coroner covers the body before it's carried away) Mmm....that's just sad! Patricia, do your books have a common theme or are they all different?

Patricia: The common theme would be that they are all love stories. I believe in true love and have the dream that one day, marriage between gay men will be legal everywhere. I’ve created a small town named Westburg, outside of Austin, Texas and a lot of my stories start or end there. I live in Los Angeles, so that’s another easy setting for me. Like I say, I love men in uniform, so a cop here or there, or a soldier with PTSD appears a lot. My characters also walk through each other’s books.

Naughty Reader’s: We think that's another trait that readers enjoy with some authors because it allows them a small glimpse of what the other characters are up to that they've already read about. How long does it take you to write and then edit a story?

Patricia: A 50K+ novel can take me 3-6 weeks. It depends on how productive I’m being. That said, I’ve written 144K one that took me three months and a 90K one that took me 26 days. The anthology shorts that I write for IRM (It’s Raining Men FB group) take me a few days but they’re only 10-15K words.
 
Naughty Reader’s: Do you have to be alone to write?

Patricia: Not as long as those in the room are silent. I can’t write with noise.
 
Naughty Reader’s: How do you go about naming characters?

Patricia: I picture them in my mind and they tell me their names. I know, that sounds stupid, but it’s true. I’ve also used last names of friends and family in every book.

Naughty Reader’s: Is it easier to write about the characters if you find pictures of them before you write or do you write then find character pictures?

Patricia: Either or both. Sometimes I find a picture and say, “Wow! This is my drag queen, Ricky!” Sometimes I write the story and then hunt for my model.
 
Naughty Reader’s: How do you pick locations for your stories?

Patricia: I pick locations well known to me or as in the case of Westburg, my fictional Texas town, I know Austin very well, so it was easy.

Naughty Reader’s: What are you working on now and what should readers be looking forward to from you in the future?

Patricia: Two things. I am writing the biography of my good friend Chris Montez. Chris was a rocker in the 60’s and very famous. It will be my first and last non-fic. That’s not my thing at all but he is a close friend. I’m also starting a new series of three about young gay prostitutes, called the “Rent Boys” series.

Naughty Reader’s: (Brenda scribbles notes on her pad) Patricia, thank you so much for being with us this week. Where can readers find out more about you and your books?

 

Patricia:  Thank you for having me. Readers can leave a comment or question so we can chat. Here they are but definitely not safe for work. 18+ only please:

Myblog 

Link for my latest BDSM “Silver Ties”

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FaceBook 

I'm also on Amazon, 

Barnes & Noble, Smashwords

 
Blurb for 'Silver Ties'....

A serial killer is preying upon gay men in Los Angeles. Detective Cassidy Ryan of the LAPD is out to stop the monster before more mutilated corpses turn up. The victims have one thing in common and it leads back to an infamous online club called DOMZ.com. The website owner, Zachary Teak, is stunningly gorgeous and infuriatingly uncooperative. Having spent years in vice, investigating crimes fueled by pornography, Cassidy hates the Dom on sight.

Zack Teak is a wealthy man and a popular Dom with a long waiting list of subs who beg to lick his boots. The moment he meets the detective, a former Navy SEAL, he is determined to help the handsome, blond hunk explore his own submissive nature but Cassidy is having none of it.

As Cassidy closes in on the killer, he succumbs to Teak’s charms, finding that it’s okay to give up control and let Zack take charge. Join the men as they flush out a killer while trying not to become victims themselves.

Excerpt...

At the top of the screen, there was the wording “live feed” and what Cassidy saw, made him stop and stare. On the screen was a room with a naked man, tied to a large cross. He was cuffed at the wrists and at the ankles and stood straight, leaning back against the cross. His neck was circled with a thick bicycle type chain which had a large padlock on it, hanging between his pecs. The man was not particularly old or good looking but judging by his erection, he was extremely turned on by being bound to the large leather contraption.

A tall man dressed in assless leather chaps and a leather thong, covering an impressive bulge, circled him. The man was masked and wore thigh high black boots. He repeatedly slapped a cat-o-nine-tails against the right boot, as he circled. From his build and the impressive body, Cass was certain that he had to be Zack Teak. He’d watched his lips enough to be able to identify them by now. Fascinated, he watched as Zack leaned in close and spoke into the sub’s ear. The sub nodded and the Dom stepped back, raising his arm and letting the cat fall on the man’s stomach. The sub immediately began to whimper and beg but the Dom was relentless, lifting the cat and hitting him over and over, all over the front of his thighs and his stomach and chest. Soon the man’s skin began to turn pink and Cassidy could see that he had tears running down his face, though he never lost his erection.

Cassidy was shocked when the Dom stopped what he was doing and leaned close to the man, touching the side of his cheek with his palm and caressing the sub, seeming to sooth him. To Cassidy, it looked almost gentle, so different than the way the Dom had treated him only moments before. The sub seemed to calm at the Dom’s touch, and he offered the larger man a smile as he canted his head and closed his eyes, leaning into the caress. Zack didn’t let the touch go on for very long though. He dropped his hand and stepped back, but not before leaning in and speaking again into the man’s ear. The man smiled and nodded eagerly. Cassidy was stunned when Zack raised the cat-o-nine-tails and let the first blow fall over the man’s cock. The man cried out in obvious pain and Cassidy winced, for the first time, feeling his own hard cock, bob within the tight confines of his suit pants. It was the most frightening and exciting thing that Cassidy had ever seen. Cassidy reached down and fingered his large erection, repositioning it so that he was more comfortable. The urge to stroke himself off, was strong.

Zack raised the cat and dropped it again and again, landing each blow on the man’s front, sometimes on his stomach and chest, sometimes on his thighs and often on his cock, until the sub’s skin blushed red from his neck to his shins. Cassidy stared with rapt attention, watching the way Zack moved from one side to the other, never letting the blows fall too hard or too fast, seeming to gauge just what the sub needed from him, as he had told Cassidy. The whole time, his body was naked except for the few clothes he wore, his high tight ass, a beautiful sight to see as he paraded in front of the camera. Cassidy watched as he stopped landing the blows and leaned forward, pinching first one and then the other nipple as the sub cried out. The sub finally began begging for something, but Cassidy couldn’t tell what it was that he needed because Zack had the sound lowered on the computer.

Zack stood in front of the sub and reached out, taking the man’s cock in hand. After only a few pumps of his hand, the man came, shooting long streamers onto the floor as he cried out. Zack worked his cock until the man was drained and oddly, Cassidy realized that Zack did nothing to bring himself off, not even touch the bulging pouch of his thong. Zack offered the man his come covered hand and the sub happily licked his own spunk from it until it was clean. Zack leaned in and caressed the man’s cheek again, leaning forward to kiss him softly and the look of satisfaction and happiness on the sub’s face was stunning. As the screen faded to black, Cassidy realized that he was as hard as a rock, standing in front of Zack’s monitor and holding a cold latte that he hadn’t even touched during the scene he’d just watched.

Erotic Romance Author Sharon Hamilton

 Sharon Hamilton

Erotic Romance Author

      Thank you for stopping in to meet Sharon today. What a surprise for those of you who love reading about military men! Tssss! She has a few sizzling hot books for you to check out and hopefully head over to buy your own copies! Sharon also has a contest at the end of the interview - You won't want to miss getting in on this one - all who enter will receive a short story, just leave the title you'd like inside the entry form but DO leave a comment or question for Sharon. She'll be around all week to talk hot sexy men with you! Let's get started!

Naughty Reader’s:  Tell us a bit about yourself  that our readers might not know. What made you want to become a writer?

Sharon:  I originally wanted to be a marriage and family counselor, so studied psychology in college. Along the way to helping my new husband, who was an Air Force vet, and contractor, we started buying and selling fix-up properties, doing small subdivisions, and then I started in Real Estate, which I did for almost 25 years. I was the top producer for my county, and had a successful career coaching agents, working for the most respected national Real Estate sales trainer. I learned a lot about what NOT to do by mentoring other people, and meeting and sitting next to leaders in the field of human potential and development, like Brian Tracy, Deepak Chopra, Wayne Dyer, Tony Robbins and others.

       When our house burned down in 2008, and we lost everything; it was a very low point in our lives, after having worked so hard. I began doing what I’d always wanted to do: write. I sat down on December 15, 2008 and by January 15, 2009, my first book was written. Actually, it wrote itself. That book got re-written 57 times before I published it last summer.

       I’ve raised 4 children, and a husband. LOL.

Naughty Reader’s:  Wow! We can't imagine what it must have felt like to sit next to Brian Tracy and the other top speakers! What an honor and motivater that had to be! Please a bit about your SEAL Brotherhood series without giving away any spoilers.

Sharon:  Fallen SEAL Legacy is Book 2 of my SEAL Brotherhood series. In Book 1, Accidental SEAL, SO Calvin “Coop” Cooper is introduced as a secondary character. He’s a Nebraska farm boy, 6’7”, can fix anything and is most comfortable under an old tractor or pickup truck. He loves gadgets and things that go boom in the night. But he’s trained as a Navy SEAL Medic. The storyline goes that Coop is ordered to meet the family of a fallen SEAL, after his own family is wiped out in a tornado. Coop meets the beautiful niece of this fallen hero, and they start a passionate affair neither one is ready for. When the family discovers a deranged man intent on kidnapping and killing her is targeting them, Cooper (of course) saves the day, using his equipment and Navy SEAL training.

Naughty Reader’s:  Sounds like a winning series, Sharon. The tension is not only from the drama but the sexual encounter as well! Do you write under a pen name?

Sharon:  No, I use my real name.

Naughty Reader’s: What types of hero or heroine do you like best?

Sharon: In my military romances, I like Navy SEALs who are real life heroes with almost paranormal abilities, due to their training. I like to show them as completely alpha, competent and confident. But when it comes to love, the women they are lucky to love literally send them to their knees. No training program helps them cope with the enormous feelings of loyalty and fierce love these larger-than-life heroes possess.

      The women they love are also confident. I like to write that my couples each have what the other lacks, although sometimes they don’t see this at the time. I think it is also important to make my characters seem real, people you would want to be stranded with at the end of the world. People you could always count on.

Naughty Reader’s:  Readers have to connect with real characters to be pulled into the story. They also love to know what we do all day! Tell us about a typical day in your life as a writer.

Sharon:  I generally get up between 5-5:30. I have a ½ hour quiet time, do some reading. I try to get on my computer before 7 AM. My most productive mornings are when I get to write new words, and I always do this to music. I have favorite pieces I write certain scenes to. Mid day is taken up with the business of being an author, being a wife, mother and grandmother. At night I write often until nearly 10, when I try to be in bed. My daily goal is to write 3k words, or to do 50 pages of edits.

Naughty Reader’s:  Having and meeting daily words goals are a must as an author. Do your books have a common theme or are they all different?

Sharon: Yes, my tagline is: Love Heals In The Gardens Of The Heart. I truly believe in the healing power of love, that when two people get together, the sum of the parts is more than two. I also write that deep committed love can cure anything.

Naughty Reader’s: Love your by-line! How long does it take you to write and then edit a story?

Sharon:  The initial writing can take 3-6 months, usually around 4. Editing can take that long. I often edit while I write the next one, because I like to let things “percolate” a bit during my last, deep edits. Editing is much harder for me than writing new words, for some reason. I am a slow reader.

Naughty Reader’s:  Do you have to be alone to write?

Sharon:  My Dr. Dre headsets make it so I can write anywhere. As long as I have music pumped in, and can’t hear anything outside, I’m good to go. Visual cues don’t distract me. Sounds do, for some reason.

Naughty Reader’s:  Is it easier to write about the characters if you find pictures of them before you write or do you write then find character pictures?

Sharon:  I like to look for actors who best portray my characters. For SO Calvin Cooper, the actor I would select to portray him is Tatum Channing.

Naughty Reader’s:  ooooo - he's definitely got that sexy eye contact going on! How do you pick locations for your stories?

Sharon:  For the SEAL series, San Diego is the site for the stories. But I’ve made up beach names, street names, so don’t be looking to find any of them on a map! But being a west coast team, Cooper is based in San Diego. For my other heroes, I try to use Sonoma County (Northern California Wine Country), which is where I live.

Naughty Reader’s:  What are you working on now and what should readers be looking forward to from you in the future?

Sharon:  Fallen SEAL Legacy will be out early December this year. My next book will be Mortal Bite, Book 2 of the Golden Vampires of Tuscany, Paolo’s story.

 

Naughty Reader’s:  Where can readers find out more about you and your books?

Sharon: Here are my links...

Sharon's Blog   Sharon's Website   

  Facebook      Twitter

  Heavenly Lover  

 Underworld Lover

 Honeymoon Bite

 Accidental SEAL 

 SEAL Encounter

all available through Amazon

Book Trailer For

Accidental SEAL

 

Excerpt: 

        You guys are in for a treat. I have never before posted this excerpt. Since this is a naughty blog, I’ve given you a naughty excerpt from Fallen SEAL Legacy. Hope you enjoy the book when it comes out in a few weeks:

        A small figure stood at the motor home door, knocking. Bay was having a fit inside. At first Coop thought it was Daisy, back after having an uncharacteristic change of heart. But no, it was someone with auburn hair. Long auburn hair. Long legs. The shape of her ass as she stood on tiptoe while she knocked, looked vaguely familiar.

          He’d been trained to move without a sound, and he did so, until he got to within a foot of the woman. He smelled lavender, and vanilla. She wore a pinky ring on her right hand that glinted in the moonlight.

           “Can I help you,” his voice was husky.

           She immediately turned, eyes wide and fearful. She slammed her body up against the shell of his silver beast, trying to distance herself from him.

           Libby Brownlee.

          “Oh. My. God. You scared me to death.”

         “Not quite. You look quite alive to me.” The anger he felt toward Libby and her family evaporated. “Why are you here?”

         “I—I just came because—I—felt bad—I wanted to—to—apologize for my father. You don’t understand. He is a very fine man. He just—“

         “He just blames the Navy for the loss of his brother.” Bay was barking. “I’ve got to let him out or he’ll shred the insides of my home.”

        “No problem.”

        She stepped aside and he unlocked the door, letting the dog practically topple Libby. Coop reprimanded him, but Libby was laughing.

         “Who’s this?” she asked between giggles.

       “This is Bay. I brought him back from…from my home. He’s just getting used to things out here.”

       “Ah. Well, Bay,” she said as she knelt and rubbed Bay’s ears, putting her nose close to the dog’s, “How do you like our ocean and our great weather, huh?”

    “C’mon, Bay. If you’re gonna just socialize, you’ve got to go back inside.”

      The dog ran off a few yards down the parking lot, sniffed the ground around several cars parked in the darkening early evening. When Bay came back, Coop put him in the trailer and locked it.

        “So, you were talking about your father being a good guy and all—“

        “Well, yes. But what I meant to say is that he is a fine, caring person—“

         “Save it. Not interested in excuses. He send you?”

       “Of course not. I just thought it was wrong. Wrong how he interacted with you. That’s all. I guess this was a mistake…”

          Libby turned to go and Coop grabbed her arm. “Sorry.” He dropped his grip. “Stay for a bit. Then you can go.”

          The two stood close enough that he could feel the heat from her body. She was a lethal complicated combination of spirit and emotion. Cooper liked girls who were easier to figure out. Though it wasn’t wise, he found himself making nice.

      “I’d invite you in, but that wouldn’t be appropriate. Besides, the housekeeper has the day off. And Bay has had his way with the decorating and all.” His little smile was returned. Her eyes softened. Even in the dim light he could see her full lips, painted a deep pink, pucker as she formed her careful words.

         “No problem.” She searched his face. He wanted to step to her, see if she would shrink if he slipped his hand up under her cotton top. But he held firm.

          “You cold?” he asked.

          She nodded.

         “Let me go get a blanket. We’ll sit outside and finish our talk, okay?”

          “Fine.”

          That word again. Why do women like to use it all the time?

        Coop unlocked the door and in two strides grabbed the throw on his dinette couch without turning on the lights. He bid the dog stay curled on the dog bed in the middle of the floor. He didn’t want Libby to see the interior of his soul. After all, this wasn’t a date.

        He walked down the beach toward the surf and she followed slightly behind. He placed the blanket around her shoulders, feeling the smooth texture of her neck and upper arm as he did so. She grabbed the blanket together at her chest and sat down in tandem with him.

        She was looking out to sea, the last remnants of the now-purple sky turning grey. A few stars began to come out. She leaned back and scanned the blue twilight ceiling.

         “I love how you can see the stars here. Not like where I live,” she said.

         “You don’t live in San Diego?”

         “No. I’m in San Jose. I was going to the University of Santa Clara.”

         “Was?”

         “I’m taking a semester off.”

         Coop didn’t know what to say. He hadn’t gotten his college degree yet, though he had started. “Time off can be a good thing,” he said but didn’t mean it.

     “I’m getting my master’s in psychology. I’ve been going to school non-stop for seventeen years. I don’t know, I just needed a break. Probably a stupid idea, but the thought of plunging into another year of studies frightened me, for some reason.”

         “So you’ll live at home, then?”

        “No. I can’t think there.”

         Coop was going to let her tell him. He didn’t want to ask, but he was dying to know.

       Better stop this or you’ll get your dick in a ringer. Last thing he wanted to do was report back to Timmons that he’d not made contact with the brother, but fucked his daughter.

         Shit. Cooper, you’re a fuckin’ asshole.

       “I think best here. Everything seems right with the world when I’m in the water, or at the beach. Especially just after sunset.” Cooper chastised himself for being such a fucking romantic.

           What the hell are you doing?

        Libby turned her face to his. He watched as her pretty eyes fluttered over his features, ending with his mouth. Unless he had totally gone off his rocker, the lady was feeling something for him. Although excited, he wasn’t sure he should be.

      “I’m sorry about your family,” she whispered over the sounds of the waves in the distance.

        This unexpected painful reminder he was a damaged soul bothered him. He understood why she said it. Why do women always want to heal guys? He’d seen his share of relationship train wrecks in the SEAL community. He wasn’t sure he believed it was possible to do it successfully. But if he did, she might—

           Damn. Stop this right now.

       Cooper tore himself from her eyes and sifted sand between his bent knees. She was barely touching his thigh with her own. He hadn’t noticed that before. The warm glow tingled up his leg, sending his junk into alert status.

         “My father had no right to treat you that way. I want to apologize for his behavior. That isn’t who we are. We’ve never met—“ Libby stopped, her voice wavering. This was hard for her.

        Her eyes searched his. It was so simple and happened so fast. He leaned in and placed his lips over hers to stop her from talking. He was going to back away, but she moved forward and increased the pressure. His tongue slipped along her lower lip until she parted them and he was in.

       He touched her cheeks with the back of both hands, and then sent his fingers into her hair at the back of her head, pulling her into him. She did not resist, but melted into his chest. He kissed her neck and heard her moan. Her smell, her breath, the taste of her lips put him in a trance. He wanted her. It was so wrong, but he wanted her more than he’d wanted a woman in years.

        Her hands smoothed over his shoulders and down his chest. Her fingers moved further and rubbed over his erection tenting the front of his cargo pants. She stroked him, barely touching his sensitive part through the fabric.

          You want this? You want to do me right here?

       Coop was surprised. He didn’t want to ask if she knew what she was doing. Hell, he didn’t know what he was doing. Before he could think further, she had moved a thigh over his legs and was straddling him. She reached for his cock, coaxing it outside, and moved her fingers up and down, squeezing him.

         “I don’t have anything,” he whispered.

         “I’m on the pill,” she whispered back and kissed him.

         “But—“

         “Shhh.”

         Well okay, then.

      Coop lay back, slipping a hand under her and felt her press into his palm. He unbuttoned her pants and peeled them off her hips as she raised her body. He pulled the blanket up over her bikini-clad butt. His fingers massaged the cleft between her cheeks. Under the blanket he diverted her panties to the side and placed his throbbing cock there. She inhaled, raised her torso up and then came down on him to the hilt.

      Like magic their two bodies moved in the moonlight. He couldn’t get enough. He stroked her wet insides, moving against lips that hugged him. He raised her body up and down on his shaft as she moaned her pleasure.

        She leaned forward and covered his mouth with kisses. The woman was beyond hot. He arched his cock up and into her while she pressed her breasts against his chest. She raised her shirt, slipped her bra up over her mounds and pressed the delicious flesh against his pecs.

        He needed the feel of her skin. He needed to see all of her. He needed to kiss all of her. He was not going to let her go until morning.

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