I’m one of those writers that have to write in complete silence. It confuses me. I get into the song and then I have to sing it and dance around. I have no playlist that is my go-to when writing. No sexy music to get me in the mood when it comes to writing the sex scenes. In fact, when I was writing my sex scenes for The Couple, I had SpongeBob Squarepants on in the background, courtesy of my son. I hate SpongeBob to this day. LOL!
So why the post about music? When I need to clear my head, I listen to 80’s hair bands. If you saw my CD collection, you would think that I was a rock club or stripper bar DJ from way back when. I had friends that were in bands when I was in my 20’s and some of them even made it from the regional clubs. During my wild 20’s, I met Zak Wylde from Ozzy’s band, Dangerous Toys (a regional band from Austin, TX), Gary Cherone from Extreme, Peter Frampton and hung out with the guys from Pantera at a club called The Basement whenever they were in town. Yes, I will write about my times then but NOT until my parents and in-laws have passed. My younger brother and I have a pact.
After a really bad day, I turned on the Sirius radio and tuned up the Hair Bands channel. Lita Ford’s sexy song “Hungry” came on and I started to sing. After I listened to it, I downloaded the video to my YouTube channel and then read the lyrics. All of a sudden the light bulb came on and this song was the prefect song for my story.
Now, I know that there are some people that don’t like rock music and trust me, what I listened to ‘back in the day’ wouldn’t fly now. I miss the days when songs were about partying, sex, drinking and generally have a great time. I HATE Nirvana for killing music. *sigh* I digress.
What makes this song so perfect is that it’s honest, raw and sexy. Plus, come on…its Lita Ford. When I started going through the hardcore critique of my story a couple of more songs popped in my head and wouldn’t leave. For some reason, Rick Springfield’s song “Souls” kept ringing in my ears. I know, Rick Springfield. Hey, I still like him, so sue me. Again, did the same thing with “Souls”, downloaded the video (horrible) but then read the lyrics and BAM…another song for my story.
Rick Springfield “Souls”
Of course, this song was cleaned up for our virgin…cough, cough…ears then. Listen now and it’s sexy as hell.
I will leave you with one more song that I sing every day. It makes me happy and face it…it’s great rock and roll. Crue dude! And keep rocking with Dokken.
Dokken “You Just Got Lucky”
Motley Crue “Same Ol’ Situation”
The Couple by Harlie Williams
A woman has one thing on her mind tonight…sex. Dirty, sweaty, kinky sex with a cowboy. With her man gone more than he is at home, she needs the release.
After being away for two weeks, a cowboy goes looking for someone to play with for the night. Being away is part of the job but not having someone to come home to is hurting his soul. Feeling disconnected in his love life, the red head will be perfect.
Once they meet, can one night of pure passion led to more than just a one night stand for either of them? Communication is the key to every relationship. Can these two find a way to connect emotionally or are they destined for heartache
Excerpt (PG-13 for language)
“What’s a girl like you doing at a bar like this?” he asked.
Her voice was a purr, like a cat well satisfied with its stolen pitcher of cream. “I’m looking for someone special.”
Hoping that she meant him he asked, “Did you find him yet?”
“Maybe.” The glint in her eye told him he was definitely in the running. However, I’m not looking to hook up with just any old cowboy. He must be able to go the full eight seconds and come back for more.” She eyed him from head to toe. “Think you can handle that?”
Oh, I can most definitely handle you sweetheart.
Not wanting to seem too eager he replied, “I’m not sure but I’m willing to try.”
“Do or do not. There is no try.” He struggled not to let his grin escape. The fact that she was trying to seduce him made his dick twitch.
“Let’s just say I’m looking to burn off some pent up frustration. A little excess energy. And I’ve got plenty to burn.”
The way she shivered at his words, he knew he almost had her. He winked as she licked her crimson lips and blew out a small breath. Damn what this woman is doing to him.
He pushed her knees apart with his left leg and was rewarded with the amazing scent of her arousal. The knowledge she was wet for him had him close to going off in his jeans.
Houston, we have lift-off!
“Why don’t you have a seat cowboy and we’ll talk about it.”
She gasped when he shocked her with a brush of his lips against hers; fighting with everything he had not to deepen the kiss.
He would play her game for the moment but sooner or later, she would be his. Tied up and begging for more.
He asked her, “Now about that eight second ride?”
Author site: www.harliewilliams.com