by Kate Deveaux
Released January 2nd 2017
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Love best served shaken not
stirred...one naughty drink at a time.
From The Book Junkie Reads . . . Bottoms
Up . . .
Naughty cock-Tales are most certainly
going to give you a rise or two maybe more. If they don’t get you the banter,
bart-ening certainly will. Lexi never thought things would get so tough that
she would be at a bar mid-day. She also never would have guessed she would want
to stay at said bar. The naught drink names. The sexy bartender. The compassion
behind his gestures. Justin specializes in having the perfect drink for that moment.
So what that the drinks come with names that could make a schoolgirl blush or
an experience woman wet her panties. This time he has a bigger objective behind
give his drinks this time. He sees Lexi and was determined to make her have a
better day. Then an even better one. This continues, until he wants much more
than to make her a drink to make it all better.
Liking a little naughty with that
drink then you need to visit Bottoms Up. May every drink fulfill the fantasy
burning inside.
Blurb
A
bartender with a special talent for picking the perfect cocktail meets his
match when down-on-her-luck Lexi walks into Bottoms Up. Well known for creating
drinks with very naughty names, Justin whips up a cocktail especially for Lexi,
hoping to ease the pain he sees in her soulful eyes.
With
each sip Lexi realizes she’d much rather stay in Bottoms Up with the sexy,
tattooed barman who seems to know just how to heal her broken heart.
Night
after night, Lexi is drawn back to the bar to explore Justin’s list of naughty
drink recipes in more detail--after hours. One deliciously dirty creation after
another unleashes her extreme fantasies when he shows her how to let go of her
inhibitions.
One tantalizing drink recipe at a time.
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The
bartender without a name went about making another, unsure whether he was
making it for her or not. With precision, he scored a lemon and peeled the zest
into a perfect swirl. His tattooed forearm flexing with each move while he
precisely twined the curl of lemon with a curl lime zest on the rim of the
glass.
Lexi
wondered what the delicious looking drink was called but was hesitant afraid to
revisit the Soul’s Kiss or worse than that Bottoms Up fiasco. But curiosity and
booze tempted her. What did he deem would
be the perfect drink for her? This tattooed Romeo? She snorted, aware he’d
heard her when he looked up with a smirk. He must have realized she was
enjoying watching him. And she was, watching him make the drink gave her a
reason to observe, and yes, enjoy the view while giving into her blatant desire
than to nothing more than linger there. Watching him go about his job, feeling
warm and safe in ‘Bottoms Up’ with this hunk working his magic making her
feel….turned on. A feeling she hadn’t
had for a very long time. Her eyes brimmed with fresh tears and she quickly
looked away to avoid his gaze.
“I
think I have just the drink for you…” he said, placing the drink in front of
her.
“I
can’t drink it if I don’t know the name,” she said, now blatantly flirting.
He smiled. “I see, well you’ll just have to guess the
name then. I’ll give it back to you when you’ve guessed correctly,” he said
dead pan, and then pulled the drink back behind the bar.
Lexi’s
jaw dropped open in disbelief. He quickly turned his attention to a drink order
one of his waitresses has brought to him. Looked like a big one form the number
of tumblers he was stacking on the counter behind the bar and the bottles he
proficiently pulled down from the shelves above.
Lexi
leaned over the bar and saw her drink sitting there. Beckoning her. Taunting
her. But she looked up and saw his reflection in the mirror behind the bar and
the look on his fac. He shook his head.
“Ah..ah..ah,” he scolded. His sexy
smile teased her in the reflection. “Sit back down and I’ll be with you in a
moment…”
Mute, she sat down. Mesmerized by his
fluidity, she enjoyed watching him pour at least ten drinks, all seemingly at
once. He summoned the waitress over to get them with a wave of his hand and off
the drinks went to the customers.
Glancing
over her shoulder Lexi saw the bar was beginning to fill up.
A
band had set up in the far corner near a large table of middle age men sat near
the back, where the tray full of drinks was headed. Looking at her watch she
saw it was five to four. Only a few hours left to clean out the rest of her
apartment and hand in the keys. Lexi and
Scott’s apartment. Their dream apartment. Until he’d gone and died. Shit,
the tears burned.
The sexy bartender turned around at
exactly the wrong moment as Lexi was wiping a tear from her eye.
“Hey,” he said, a soft soothing voice
of concern. “I’d say you’re about ready for that drink now wouldn’t you?
Lexi nodded and felt foolish for being such a cliché, getting all weepy at the bar. That’s another reasons she didn’t drink much. It melted her resolve and devoured her self-control. Gone were the good old days when she and Scott used to stay up late, drinking, laughing, making love until the wee hours. Stop it stop it stop it she scolded. It’s been just over a year since Scott died. Exactly one year three months yesterday. Time to get it together.
Lexi nodded and felt foolish for being such a cliché, getting all weepy at the bar. That’s another reasons she didn’t drink much. It melted her resolve and devoured her self-control. Gone were the good old days when she and Scott used to stay up late, drinking, laughing, making love until the wee hours. Stop it stop it stop it she scolded. It’s been just over a year since Scott died. Exactly one year three months yesterday. Time to get it together.
“It wasn’t a Soul’s Kiss,” he offered.
“Not this one, but we can keep it for later if you’re not ready now…”
Was
he hinting there would be a later? As in a drink— or something more? His eyes,
molten pools of dark blue depths with lashes almost black, long and lush,
tempted her. She imagined how soft they’d be if they fluttered slowly across
her torso and then southward between her legs. Her body quickened with arousal.
Shit, she was really losing it now.
“I’m sure I’m ready for it...” The words
tumbled from her lips before she was
aware
of the innuendo.
He grinned. “Okay then, aren’t you
going to try and guess?” he teased, placing the drink on the coaster in front
of her on the ‘Bottoms Up’ coaster.
“I haven’t a clue…I’m don’t usually
order cocktails.”
“Okay, then seeing as you’ve had a bad
day, I’ll give you a pass this time, but only this time.” His smile made her
flush. She pulled the drink closer to her and nodded her appreciation.
She
smiled back at him. “Thanks. Now, I told you my name …what’s yours?” she
blurted out, not realizing how provocative she sounded until the words were
hanging between them.
“Justin…” he answered her question.
“Justin MacLeary.”
“Nice to meet you Justin MacLeary.”
She
smiled and lifted the drink to her lips, very aware his eyes were still on hers
as her lips met the cool rim of the glass. “It’s very good.”
She
took another sip, noticing it was smoother than the other. The band started up
and a few patrons cheered.
“What’s
it called? She asked for the name of the drink over the music.
“Sexual Healing…”
Interview with Kate Deveaux
Can you tell us a little about your book?
Bottoms
Up is a sizzling romance between a broken hearted heroine and a bartender who concocts
cocktails with very naughty names at his bar. Through the sexy drinks Justin mixes
for Lexi, he heals her broken heart as he teaches her how to make those dirty
drinks by acting them out with her. Night after night. From ‘Pop My Cherry’ to ‘Sex On The Pool Table’
it’s one erotic lesson in lovemaking after another. Filled with dirty drink recipes,
I hope you’ll enjoy this Naughty Cock Tale Book, Bottoms Up!
What types of
scenes are your most favorite to write?
Hands down, I love to write the scenes where they
characters reveal their vulnerabilities. In my stories these scenes are almost always
the sex scenes. These scenes are the most intimate interaction between the hero
and heroine. The explicit sexual descriptions and sensual tone are merely the vehicle
that I hope transports my reader into the very moment when one character
exposes their deepest fears, hopes, and expectations to their lover as the
scene evolves. These scenes are thrilling and challenging to write, but so fun
too!
If you could
have dinner with any three authors (alive or dead), who would you choose and
why?
Number one, I would want to have dinner with
Charlotte Bronte. For me, she is one of the quintessential role models of an
author writing about social conventions in both day-to-day life and romance. Number
Two, Danielle Steele. Her prolific swathe of work over the past thirty years is
not only remarkable, but inspiring to me as an author. She was one the first
authors I ever read as a young adult and loved the scandalously sexy stories
she told. I’ve been a fan ever since! Third, I’d love to meet Colleen McCullough.
Thornbirds is one of my favorite books filled with sensual writing and the gut
wrenching agony of social conventions and forbidden love.
What are you
favorite types of stories to read?
I read contemporary fiction mostly. Romance, sexy
and non, and general women’s fiction. I also enjoy reading biographies. I just
finished ‘Victoria, The Queen’ by Julia Baird. An inspired read of the lesser
known details of Victoria’s love affair with Albert and her robust desire for
sexual pleasure and her humanity was delightful to read about. An empowered
woman, Queen Victoria continues to inspire through Baird’s writings.
Is anything in your book based on real life
experiences or purely all imagination?
I think
all stories authors tell are hinged somewhere in experiences we may have had
and people that we have met. These experiences cannot help seep into our
writing. For myself, although some of the subject matter might be fantasy — or
not, the reactions to the actions in the
book are almost always something tangible that I can relate to from personal
experience. I like to tell as story as if
I am living it.
Can you tell us about your upcoming book?
My next
book that is coming out soon is ‘Fit to Be Tied’ part of the Bimini Bound
series. The rubenesque heroine, Liz, leaves behind her dreary Seattle office to
attend a work outing in the Bahamas aboard the boss’s mega yacht. Liz quickly
finds herself in the middle of a very sexy case of mistaken identity, with the
added thrill of ménage romance when she is seduced by the sexy guest on board
and his sidekick. A voyeuristic hero with a taste for bondage and ménage, Fit to Be Tied is a curvy romance full of mistaken
identity and sexual fantasies that I hope will have you eager to hop on board!
Thank
you so much for having me as your guest.
Kate
xo
Author Info
Kate
Deveaux is a contemporary erotic romance writer and die-hard
romantic author of sexy romance with heroines who are no shrinking violets and
heroes who make your heart skip a beat. A former wedding planner, Kate has
always been “in love” with love! When Kate is not busy writing, she can be
found on the tennis court –yes, there’s even ‘love’ in that game too.
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