Sex on Film

It’s a week to celebrate e books, so I decided to blog over at my place about… movie sex. Not quite related but a topic of much debate nonetheless, if the comments already posted on my blog are anything to go by. Do you like Titanic? Secretary? Or what about that famous pottery scene from Ghost? Does Dirty Dancing get you riled up? I’ve listed my top five and in conjunction with e book appreciation week which is being hosted by the Samhain Publishing Café, I’m giving away a freebie download of any of my titles to one lucky poster.

So if you have a favorite movie sex/love scene, feel free to stop on over to Sami’s Scribbles and enter by leaving your pick in the comments.

Just to whet your appetite for the comp—and because we are supposed to be talking about e books!—I’ve posted an excerpt from one of my backlist stories, Fijian Fling. It’s still available to download for the low low price of $2.50, and I’m told it’s a fun way to spend a couple of hours. I sure had fun writing it :).

"Fijian Fling is a hot, sexy story that is well written. Sami Lee pulled me straight to the shores of the tropical island and once there, I stayed willingly… Fijian Fling is pure fun!" Five Angels! Marlene, Fallen Angel Reviews

Excerpt:

Nick kept his hands in the pockets of his khaki shorts as he walked beside Sophie to the short stretch of beach. The moon was three-quarters full, the orb large and bright in the sky as though it hung there by a string. He never got sick of the sight of that moon shining on the vast waters of the Pacific. The Pacific that separated his present from his past and as such would forever have his love and devotion.

Love and devotion that Sophie Edison would never feel for him. Her little speech about crime and punishment made it all too easy to imagine how her face would look if she knew the truth about him. That he’d once been one of those “wrongfully accused” she’d spoken about with such distaste. Worse, that it would be more accurate to drop the wrongfully from that term when applied to him.

Yet even what she’d said hadn’t done a thing to douse the fire that had slowly heated his blood while they’d talked and teased over dinner. It didn’t stop his cock from responding enthusiastically to the gentle sway of her hips, the faint scent of her that he could detect above the pervasive aroma of tropical flowers.

He sensed a response in her, something physical that she didn’t know how to deal with. But he could have told her dealing with the physical was easy. Way easier than sorting through the emotional stuff, their diametrically opposed lives.

Better yet, he could show her.

As she was about to walk onto the sand Nick caught her elbows in his hands, stopping her. He stepped close behind her until their bodies were almost touching, their body heat mingling and multiplying. Her hair smelled like frangipani, only sweeter. The effect on his libido was lethal, his erection unfurling, pulsing to impatient life.

For a long time he stood like that, breathing in her scent, before she prompted uncertainly, “Nick?”

In reply he pressed his lips to the shell of her ear and slowly tongued her earlobe. With a shocked sigh she sagged against him, the curve of her spine melding to his chest. His heart thumped harder, his pulse quickening. He wanted to tear her dress off. He wanted to press her up against the nearest palm tree and fuck her like an animal in rut. All in good time…he cautioned himself. Sophie needed a little more finesse than that—as much as he was capable of and more. Right now, he’d settle for not having to beg her to have sex with him.

To that end he continued to coax a response from her by sucking gently on her earlobe. She arched her back, her head falling to the side to expose the pale column of her throat. Recognizing the opportunity, he moved his lips down to taste her there.

She whimpered, a shudder running through her. She sank further back against him, her bottom coming into contact with his hard-on. With a gasp she tried to pull away, but Nick grasped her hips and held her there against him. “No,” he rasped, tilting his hips. “I want you to know what you’ve done to me.”

“Oh…” she breathed. In the moonlight he saw her eyes flutter closed, her lips part.

He pressed his cock more fully into the groove of her ass. “Christ, you’re sexy. Fucking irresistible.”

His words, or perhaps his language, made her still. “Nick…shouldn’t we…talk about this?”

Nick almost groaned. Typical woman. Typical lawyer. Trying to mess up a perfectly good thing with an in-depth analysis. He moved his hands up along her waist and brought them around to the front of her dress. His palms covered her breasts and gently squeezed. “What do you want to talk about?”

"Sami Lee's FIJIAN FLING is the perfect summer romance story… This is one of my favorites from the MIDSUMMER NIGHT'S STEAM collection. I highly recommend it," 5 Ribbons! Nickie Langdon, Romance Junkies

Cheers,
Sami
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