Miranda’s Masks
By Lisabet Sarai
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Guest Post from Lisabet Sarai:
Not Exactly Romance
My new release, Miranda’s Masks, focuses on the developing love between my heroine Miranda and her colleague Mark. It ends with a marriage and a honeymoon. Nevertheless, the book is not exactly romance, at least according to the “rules” of that genre.
Over the course of the book, both Mark and Miranda have sexual adventures with a variety of other people. At first, Miranda’s sexual encounters are deliberately anonymous. Deceived and abandoned by her first lover, Miranda finds that her libido shuts down when she’s with someone she knows and likes. Even after Mark has won her trust, though, the two of them continue behaving in ways most romance couples wouldn’t. They swap partners with Miranda’s best friend and her fiancé, for example. They go cruising together at a gay bar. Both have an experimental streak when it comes to sex. That’s part of what draws them to one another.
I guess it would be accurate to call Miranda’s Masks “romantic erotica”. If you expect sexual fidelity from your characters, don’t bother with this book. On the other hand, if you’re looking for erotic thrills in the context of a loving relationship, this novel may be just perfect.
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About the Book:
Shy and serious by day—insatiable by night.
Betrayed and abandoned by her first lover, shy and studious Miranda Cahill freezes in response to any sexual attention from someone she knows and likes.
During the day, she works diligently on her doctoral thesis. At night, she finds herself drawn into increasingly extreme sexual encounters with strangers. Public coupling, multiple partners, age play, spankings, bondage, lesbian lust—each experience reveals new dimensions of her depravity. Her anonymous secret life begins to take over when she discovers that the masked seducer she meets in a sex club and the charismatic young professor courting her are the same man.
Dickens scholar Mark Anderson seems like an affable, uncomplicated Midwesterner, but he has hidden depths, myriad talents, and an unlimited appetite for erotic variety. With Mark as her guide, Miranda gradually comes to understand and accept the intricacy of her own desires, as well as to trust her heart.
Note: This novel was previously published under the title Incognito. It has been expanded, revised and reformatted for this release.
eXcessica, November 2017
Taboo contemporary erotic romance (Five flames)
BDSM/Ménage/Multiple partners/lesbian/gay
Approximately 86,000 words
HEA ending
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PG-Rated Excerpt:
Afterward, they sat together on the couch with snifters of brandy. He was close, though they did not touch. She could sense the heat of his body. He took off his eyeglasses and looked at her, a frank question in his gaze.
He was beautiful, intelligent, kind, talented, but in spite of all that, Miranda felt suddenly wooden. A part of her wanted to reach out, brush that errant curl off his forehead, trace the outline of his full mouth with her fingertip. But she could not move, could not speak, strangled by nervousness and fear.
Mark saw. “You look tense,” he said softly. “Probably you’ve been working too hard. What if I give you a massage?”
Oh, the thought of his hands on her body! Miranda wanted it, and feared it.
“Lie face down on the futon,” he suggested. “Don’t worry. It’s just a massage. I promise.”
Miranda could not help believing him. He flipped a lever that released the back of the couch, turning the frame into a flat platform the size of a double bed. She lay upon the mattress, fully dressed, her breath coming in little gasps.
She had chosen her clothing for the evening carefully, striving to look feminine but not seductive. She wore a short-sleeved turquoise jersey, long rayon print skirt that buttoned up the front, heeled sandals. Underneath, a simple cotton bra and panties. She had deliberately avoided Lucy’s closet. Mark looked at her, a little smile playing on his lips.
“I can try giving you a massage through your clothes,” he said. “But it won’t be very effective. Why don’t you take off your top and skirt? Then I can see your muscles, can sense where the tension is hiding.”
His voice was warm, smooth, persuasive. “You can trust me, Miranda. You know that you can.”
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About Lisabet:
LISABET SARAI occasionally tackles other genres, but BDSM will always be her first love. Every one of her nine novels includes some element of power exchange, while her D/s short stories range from mildly kinky to intensely perverse.
You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads and finally, on Twitter.
Thanks for the shout-out, Crystal!
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