We are honored to be featured on Selena’s blog this week. Thanks, Selena, we really appreciate it!

I’m Lynne Connolly, and I have the pleasure of interviewing Edie Howard, aka ex supermodel Sunset, about her new life in Los Angeles. Edie is the heroine of Beauty of Sunset, out soon from Ellora’s Cave.

Lynne: Hi, Sunset. We’ve been watching you for years on the catwalks. What made you give it all up?

Edie: When I got my third divorce, I knew I had to take control of my life. My third marriage was a mistake, but my other two weren’t. But I was in a rut, and I’d stopped caring about my job. I was lucky enough to be able to afford an early retirement, so I quit. I still do the occasional job for friends, but I’m out of the modeling business now. Don’t get me wrong, it was good to me, but I have other things to do, other places to go.

Lynne: One of them being gorgeous cosmetic surgeon John Sung?

Edie: (shrugs). My husbands were all older than me, so dating a younger man was something out of my comfort zone. Good for me, I guess. John certainly is.

Lynne: So you got to see his famous collection?

Edie: I don’t know what you mean.

Lynne: (laughs). Oh yes you do. The good doctor collects glass dildos made from the dicks of famous rock stars. Rumor has it that he had his own immortalized, too. How does it compare?

Edie: Oh, it’s better. (Pauses, bites her lip, then laughs). It’s a stunning collection. Works of art, all of them. But far more useful, if you get my meaning.

Lynne: Oh yes, I certainly do. Tall, handsome, rich and in possession of the best collection of glass dildos in LA. What more can you ask for?

Edie: Laughter, good conversation and a fantastic partner in bed. One thing you can say for a younger man—he doesn’t tire as quickly.

Lynne: Or maybe you’ve never met the right man before.

Edie: (shrugs). Maybe. But not every man in the fashion industry is gay, you know. (grins). I’ve had my share. I just never thought I’d have anyone at this time in my life. Not that I’m old or anything, just that I was concentrating my efforts elsewhere for now.

Lynne: Have you been lonely since your last divorce?

Edie: Not lonely precisely. I had too much to do. I wrote a book, my autobiography, and I’m planning a few more nonfiction titles about the fashion industry. I have a new manager, and I’d thought about relocating. I hadn’t thought about love, or sex for that matter. Then came John.

Lynne: Would you really have had cosmetic procedures?

Edie: Listen, my body is my fortune. Nothing else. I’ve done what was necessary when it was necessary, but I’d never had plastic surgery before. So if it was needed, yes, I’d do it. John is dead set against it. I think it’s made him think twice about cosmetic surgery as a career, even though he and his business partner are the go-to guys in LA right now.

Lynne: Would he really give it up?

Edie: I’m not going to make him. But I think he’s won his bet!

It was awesome talking to Edie, but how about something from the book?

He laid one finger on her just above the line of her pubic hair. “You could shave if you wanted to.”

“Would you like that?”

He gave another smile. “Maybe I would.”

“I used to shave there, I had to. I still trim.”

He ran his finger between her legs along the bikini line. “So you do.”

Without warning, he bent and licked her slit front to back. Her legs were only slightly open so he couldn’t reach all the way but as she shuddered in reaction, he gripped her thigh and urged her legs apart. His low groan vibrated along her cleft, peaked at her opening. She panted sharp and fast and he purred against her skin, a low rumble that flowed through her body and amplified her arousal. Her body tingled with awareness, with wanting. His low words, his reassurances all served to lull her to stop her thinking.

So she just felt. His tongue curled along her cleft and then tickled her clit. She gripped the sheet under her, felt the smooth fine cotton scrunch in her hands, added it to the sensations she was feeling. She felt every movement of his talented tongue as he curled it around her clit like a guardian, a protector and then he sucked it in like a marauder, owning it.

The combination sent her up into a cycle she dimly recognized as pre-orgasm when every sense tingled in response to his touch.

He traced patterns on her thigh with his fingers, intricately weaving sensation into a rich tapestry of delight. Every time he touched her, she soared higher. He sucked, pulled her into his mouth and made a sound that he might make for the richest chocolate or the finest wine.

He changed his angle, lifted up on one hand, his other still tracing patterns and he devoured her. Ate her. And she couldn’t hold back any longer. She arched her back and screamed as the climax hit her with the intensity of a tropical storm, rocking every inch of her. “Oh fuck me, don’t stop, keep going--oh God!”

Her pussy pulsed and she realized he’d pushed his finger—fingers—inside her. He didn’t stop licking and sucking although she squirmed to get away, the sensitivity too much but he kept a hand on her thigh, holding her in place for his invading tongue.

She cried out, begged for him to fuck her now but he ignored her until he’d lapped up every drop of her essence. No man had ever done that to her before, not eaten her out as if he couldn’t get enough of her.

Finally he pulled away and rested his forehead on her mound. He breathed deeply as if he’d sprinted a hundred yards at Olympic speed.

“I could do this all night.” His voice sounded muffled. “You taste glorious.” He lifted his head. His mouth glistened, his chin was damp. “So good, honey, so good.”

She stared at him enthralled. Gorgeous, hot and for tonight all hers. “I could let you. But we have other places to go don’t we?”

“Oh yes. Plenty of other places.” With a sudden movement, he pushed himself up on all fours. His cock thrust up aggressively close to her pussy. Not close enough. He eased himself up the bed until he crouched over her but he wasn’t touching her although she could feel his heat and the way he wanted her. She swallowed. She could smell herself on him. The scent turned her on with a power that was new to her. At least this way. He vibrated enjoyment. He stared down at her, his gaze molten lava. “I need a moment or I’ll come all over you right now. And I want in.”

“How do you do it?”

“Do what?” His voice purred over her like velvet against her skin.

“Be this—this intense.”

“I live in the moment. It’s hard to do.” He smiled down at her, bent for a gentle kiss. She licked her lips, savoring her taste on his lips and he watched avidly. “But it’s a skill you can learn. Ten years ago, I was going nuts, literally. My nerves were shot to hell. I was a clever kid and my parents pushed me. My Dad especially, the Chinese ethic to achieve kicking in. So I graduated early, set up the business and nearly had a breakdown. I went to classes and I learned not to agonize so much. Want me to teach you?”

She shook her head. “I’m doing okay. You stop the world for me.”

He kissed her a lingering closed-mouth caress. “Now that is the best thing anyone’s said to me.”

She laughed. “Ever?”

“Ever.” He bent again and he breathed in deep through his nose, a sexy sound that added to her enjoyment of him.

When Edie Howard meets cosmetic surgeon John Sung, she can’t think of anything except getting the younger man naked. Her friends on the Cougar Challenge blog remind Edie of her promise—to seduce a younger man. It’s time for Edie to take action.

Dr. John Sung takes one look at Edie and knows he can’t operate on her. He signs off as her doctor and makes her a bet—if he can make her love her body as it is, she won’t have any surgery.

John’s bet involves close examinations—and torrid, sleepless nights. Their passion is far more than either expects, and John begins to wonder if he’ll ever get enough of this woman. Edie just counts her blessings and hopes their age difference won’t drive John away.

The Beauty of Sunset is the second book in the Cougar Challenge. You can buy it from November 11th at Ellora’s Cave, and read more about it here:

http://www.jasminejade.com/ps-7791-50-beauty-of-sunset.aspx

and here:

http://lynneconnolly.com/BeautyofSunset.html

Watch for more adventures with the women of the Tempt the Cougar blog and join in the fun!



Bio -
Lynne Connolly Lynne Connolly has won two Eppies and a number of other awards, Recommended Reads and other acknowledgements for her paranormal romances and her historicals.
While these are very gratifying, that isn't why she writes. She wants to bring the stories in her head to life and share them with others, in the hope that then she might get some peace and quiet!
Writing is what she was doing while she was working, bearing children and doing the other boring things that constitute living. Her favorite writer's motto is "I can use that."
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