Guest Blogger: Tabitha Rayne
Wow, the Brit Babes are clocking up some serious new releases just lately. Here’s another one – the fabulous Tabitha Rayne just had her novel, Taking Flight, release with Xcite Books. And she’s here to talk about doing it outdoors, with me…
Doing it outdoors with Lucy
Thank you so much for having me here Ms Felthouse 😀
I know Lucy has a love of the great outdoors (and a love of love in the great outdoors – just take a read of some of her saucy books…) – and so do I.
Which is rather handy as many scenes in my new book, Taking Flight, are set in the wilderness – with the main characters fleeing from the authorities.
There’s nothing quite like the thrill of being up high in the hills on a windy day with ominous dark clouds rolling in. It always gives me the squeaky excitement that I’m not quite in control – that at any moment, the elements could overpower me. I guess I wanted to emulate that feeling of vulnerability throughout my novel. It’s something that fascinates me. When are you able to give up your power and completely trust in the person, people or situation you are in?
This thread winds its way throughout most of the story, picking up on different ways to take control and power out of the hands of my leading lady, Deborah, and how she finds ways to take it back, however small.
Here’s a little snippet for you
‘We made it!’ he panted, clutching at his chest. Deborah knelt up and tried to catch her breath as her shoulders heaved and her lungs burned. Euphoria began to overtake her as the adrenalin subsided and she let her head fall back, staring up into the canopy of trees just visible in silhouette against the dark sky above. Kneeling there in the damp undergrowth, a new vigour and excitement for life bubbled in the pit of her abdomen. Lifting her hand, she stroked her cheek where Marcus had struck her. It was still warm and she smiled as he eased himself up and knelt beside her. He lurched towards her and kissed her with a ferocious hunger she hadn’t witnessed before. It was a feral passion and she responded instantly, devouring him back with searing kisses. He roughly pulled her layers of clothing apart, hands raking her body, greedy with lust. She tore at his, grabbing the button of his jeans, and was amazed at the strength of his hard-on beneath the thick denim. He was so rigid there was barely space in his crotch to pull down his zip. Her clothes were open and her breasts exposed to the night and he staggered to his feet, pulling her up as he went, while she still battled to release him.
At last she managed to free his thick shaft from his jeans, out into her hands. He pushed her fingers away and grabbed at her behind, lifting her up easily with new strength. She’d only managed to pull on a woollen skirt and he yanked it up over her hips as he carried her towards the trunk of the closest tree. He slammed her against it, kissing her mouth, chin, jaw, neck, then breasts, suckling her, nibbling her, taking great mouthfuls of flesh and biting into her. Every hair on her body stood to attention with the arousal and fear that he was going to eat her alive. Her mouth watered for him too, and she tried to prise his face back up to hers for a taste of his delicious mouth. He gave it up to her, taking her tongue and wrestling it with his. The wetter their mouths became, the damper she felt between her legs. Her pussy was hot and plump with want and he curled a finger from under her buttocks and dipped it into her dripping folds. A throaty groan moved from his mouth to hers and he withdrew his tongue, leaving her lips feeling empty and bruised. The rough bark grazed at her back where her clothes had ridden up, and memories of the slap played over in her mind. Her pussy flooded with more juices as he pressed her harder into the tree with legs wrapped around him, open to him, beckoning him. He wriggled his hips, letting the jeans slip down a little while he kept a good grip, supporting her. Without another sound, he thrust his cock into her swollen cunt. She let out a yelp of joy and he smothered it with his forearm, keeping her weight jammed into the tree with the force of his fucking…
And there you have it! I hope that whets your appetite for more of the story 😀
Taking Flight is the second book in The Meeting Point trilogy – the first installment, A Clockwork Butterfly is also out – but it doesn’t matter which order you read them in.
“Find me at the meeting point. We are more than the physical.”
Four generations from now, toxins are ravaging the land and the future of mankind is in peril. The surviving men are being rounded up and taken to holding facilities. Research scientist, Dr Deborah Regan is hoping to stabilise the decreasing male population before her lover, Marcus becomes one of those taken away.
When the authorities come looking for Marcus, Deborah abandons her research to go on the run with her lover. They flee to the forests where they stumble across a couple who are intent on finding an ultimate sexual union where at the point of climax their spirits break free from their bodies and unite. Plunged into a life of lust and survival, Deborah soon realises she can easily slip into this trancelike state and she and Marcus set out to create a transcendent bond of their own. Can they achieve the ultimate unity before fate separates them for good?
An erotic dystopian fantasy following a young couple trying to elude capture and separation.
The prequel to A Clockwork Butterfly.
In a dying world – is love the only means of true survival?
Buy Links for Taking Flight
Available in ebook and paperback
Buy links for A Clockwork Butterfly
Available in ebook and paperback
Tabitha Rayne has been told she is quirky, lovely and kinky – not necessarily in that order or by the same person. She writes erotic romance and as long as there’s a love scene – she’ll explore any genre.
Her short stories are included in anthologies from Xcite, Oysters & Chocolate, Cleis, Ravenous Romance, Mischief, and House of Erotica. She has novels with Beachwalk Press and Xcite Books.
Thanks for letting me share, Lucy x x x