Let’s take a look at the blurb and meet the characters:
Can sexual exploration lead to three times the bliss?
Tyler had no idea his wife Angela’s desires so closely matched his own. But when some unguarded pillow talk reveals her fantasy of two men at once, Tyler jumps at the chance to make her happy. Enlisting the help of his best friend Connor, who’d shared some threesome adventures with him in the past, Tyler secretly hopes
exploring Angela’s fantasies will lead to his own personal desire—a permanent threesome with the two people he loves most in the world.
Connor can’t believe it when his best friend asks him to seduce his wife. Then he meets Angela, and all the women in his past fade away. With Tyler’s blessing, Connor sets out to melt Angela’s reserve, and when Tyler joins the party, the three of them set the sheets on fire.
Angela is floored when her husband suggests they explore some of her fantasies—things she’d only read about but never in a
million years thought she’d actually do. Sandwiched between Tyler and Connor, she’s never felt so treasured, so protected, so loved. But the reality proves much more complicated than the fantasy. She loves her husband, but she finds herself falling for his best friend too. That’s not normal, is it? What will people think?
Q. Phew Anne! It’s very hot here in Australia right now, but my glasses are steaming up as I read this. Am I right that this is your first ménage book? Are you able to share what made you decide to write a ménage?
Yes, it’s my first ménage book, but it won’t be my last. But more importantly, this happens to be the very first story I wrote. Funny, when I started writing, oh about four years ago, I just went straight to a ménage. I read a lot of ménage stories, so perhaps that’s the reason why. But honestly, the first draft of this story came pretty easily. It has changed quite a bit since then, but the underlying characters and the essence is still the same. This was my first writing baby. Now I get to see her fly!
Q. Is there any of you in your character Angela? Does she have any traits that you think might be a bit like you?
You know, my husband asked me the exact same question! LOL. Let’s see…hmm…well…ah… I’m not saying.
Q. Do you think that many husbands in real life would be so generous with their wife as Tyler is?
Perhaps? Maybe? I actually think that depends on the circles you
run in. I would also think there would have to be a very strong foundation of love and trust for that to happen. And I’m not convinced it could be in a full time capacity, but I do think that it’s a possibility in a sometimes-as-long-as-I-know-what’s-going-on-and-I’m-there-or-close-by-at-all-times situation. All three would have to be on the exact same page as far as wants, needs and expectations. Who knows. I’m an optimist. I think (almost) anything is possible.
Q. I happen to know you write under a different name – as most of us do, including me – but I wonder if your ‘day job’ colleagues know about your writing, and if so, do they support you?
Yes, I write under a different name, and yes, many of my family, friends and work colleagues know and support me. Initially, I wasn’t going to say anything. I was shy about it. But as I became more secure and, frankly, proud of what I’ve been accomplishing, I started to share the information. I am selective though. I don’t say anything unless they give me some sort of opening to
do so where I’m confident they won’t give me a hard time about it. Most people think it’s very cool! Especially when I tell them the genre.
What I don’t do is promote my work with them. Where on-line, as you know, promotion is a big part of our job. We’re always reaching out trying to get somebody interested, to share our news. I do very, very little of that out in the real world. My releases and celebrations happen on line with my writer communities and friends, not in my other world.
Q. What was the hardest scene to write in Friends with Benefits?
Oh, good question. Probably the first time the three of them are together. Trying to work out the logistics, make sure the right hands (and other parts) were in the right spot at the right time. Oh, and the hot tub scene (giggles). You should have seen me in my office, using my chair to figure out if what I was describing
would actually work LOL!
Q. I must admit, I love the sound of Connor. Is there any actor who you visualized when you were writing about him? Can you share a pic?
I actually tend to focus on images of models more than actors,
calendar guys (that’s because I always have some very H.O.T. calendars next to my workspace to use as inspiration *wink wink*). But you know, this one comes very close to the image in my head. A young Hugh Jackman would more than fit the bill.
Q. Which of the two male characters in Friends with Benefits is your favourite, and why?
You know, I almost corrected your spelling of favourite. That’s how we spell it in Canada, but since I’ve been writing, I always have to remove my “u’s” so, I almost did. LOL!
Back to the question. Connor of course. He looks like the
bad boy, but he’s a sweetheart. All he really wants is what his best friend has—a woman who loves him, unconditionally.
Q. This book, Friends with Benefits, is the first in the Vault Series. What can readers expect from Book 2 in the series?
Well, let’s see. There will be some dancing, some hot looks and sweet kisses, some laughter and some sex, lots of sex. Oh,
and some spanking and some handcuffs, and perhaps a visit, or three, to The Vault.
In book one the owners of The Vault are introduced. In Book 2 we meet and get to know them much better, particularly one of the
twins. Book 2 is not a ménage, it more light BDSM. And that’s all
I’m going to say.
Q. There’s just one more thing I want to know Anne. Can
you share with us a H.O.T. excerpt – just to tide us over until we can get our hands on the real thing? *fanning myself*
Of course! ;) I’m always willing to share a H.O.T. excerpt with you Nikki Dee. Anything to send those firemen running! Thanks for having me here to chat with you. It’s been a pleasure!
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The conversation dwindled as the food disappeared. Finished, and not sure what to do next, Angela stood and picked up the empty plates, putting them on the tray. Connor moved to help, but she put out her hand, laying it atop his wrist. “You stay here. This will only take me a couple of minutes. You can pour me another glass of wine while I’m gone.”
A few minutes later she stood rinsing the dishes and placing them in the dishwasher, scolding herself for dashing away. She was in the process of cleaning the last plate, when she heard the door slide open behind her, the hum of the air conditioner disrupted by the chirping of crickets and soft footsteps. She began to turn, ready to tell Connor she truly didn’t need help, but she found herself pinned to the counter between two strong, solid arms. His chest was snug against her back. She felt his warm breath at her ear and the hard ridge of his arousal tucked into the crease of
He nuzzled her neck. Taking care, she settled the plate she’d
been holding into the sink and took a deep breath, opening her mouth to speak. This time her voice came out an octave or two lower than normal. “I thought you were going to wait outside.”
“You were taking too long, so I figured I’d come in and see if I could help. Good thing, because it looks like you need some…assistance.”
He edged closer, forcing her to bend toward the countertop.
He rubbed his palms up and down the length of her arms. Her eyes drifted closed, and she straightened, leaning her head back against his shoulder before realizing what she was doing. His nuzzling switched to wet kisses along her shoulder. He licked her neck as his hands moved up to cup her breasts, weighing them in his hands. His thumbs passed over her nipples, which reacted to the
spark of his touch, perking right up. He groaned in her ear and pinched the hard tips between his fingers before gently tugging them through the fabric of her clothing.
She wiggled her ass, arching her back so her rear pressed tight to
his groin. With his right hand, he started a downward trek from her breast to her waist, and then moved to the top of her sex. He flattened his palm against her tummy, his touch firm, before moving lower still, fingers stretching to reach the spot she desired him most.
Holding her breath, she waited for him to go that little bit further. His fingers pulsed against her. Even beneath her shorts her flesh felt singed. Their harsh panting was the only sound in the
small room. Anticipation hung in the air like steam in a sauna.
Her courage rising, Angela inched her hand down his arm until she covered his hand with her own. She nudged his forearm, urging him to continue. Once he knew he had her permission, he resumed his journey while he turned his head, burying his nose behind her ear.
With one hand on her breast and the other rubbing between her
legs, she started to feel overwhelmed with sensation. Angela turned in the cage of his arms. His eyes dark with passion, the ridges of his cheekbones flushed, he closed the distance and claimed her mouth in a demanding dance. She flattened her palms on his chest and curled her fingers into his pectorals. Connor
Before she knew it they stood naked in her kitchen. She couldn’t say how it happened or who initiated it. But, all of a sudden, Angela found herself sitting on the counter with Connor wedged between her legs. His hands grasped her head, holding it immobile while he kissed her, his invasion so thorough that time seemed to stand still. His tongue touched every corner of her mouth; it ran
along her teeth, dipping to duel with hers. They sparred until he grabbed hold and sucked her tongue into his mouth, the pressure so exquisite she felt its pull all the way down to her toes.
Needing air, Angela broke away. Connor pulled back and nipped her bottom lip before leaning down to grasp her right nipple between his teeth. He tugged and sucked at her breasts as ravenously as he had kissed her mouth. He moved back and forth, lavishing the same treatment on both breasts, fondling one while he suckled the other, licking and using gentle pressure with his teeth to bite the tips. Pleasure, charged like electricity, zinged between her chest and her womb.
Angela’s breasts swelled in his hands. With every surge of arousal more wetness pooled between her thighs. Her head thrown back in utter bliss, Angela felt each tender tug low in her belly as if there were a string connecting her nipples to her clit. She opened her eyes and looked straight out the back window into the starlit
Good heavens. Anybody could walk up to the patio door and see what they were doing. Her hands tunneled into his hair, holding him to her chest. She couldn’t bear for him to continue; she couldn’t let him stop.
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Anne Lange grew up with a love of reading. In fact, if you take a close look, she’s got either a book, her Kindle or her Kobo with her
where ever she goes, and will usually sneak in at least a chapter or ten whenever she can spare a few minutes. She reads many genres of fiction, but prefers to write sexy romance with attractive men, strong females, and always a happily ever after.
While embarking on a career as a romance author, Anne
juggles a full time job and a family. She grew up in Southern Ontario (Canada), but now makes her home in Eastern Ontario where she lives with her husband and three children, and Rocky the bearded dragon.
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