A Sexy Carriage Ride from Deception #MySexySaturday #MFRWauthor

My Sexy Saturday bannerThis week’s theme for My Sexy Saturday is a sexy carriage ride, regardless of how you define a carriage. But since I love historical romance, I’m sharing a scene from Deception, erotic male/male romance set in 1895 London.
cover for Deception (A "Masquerade" Story)Blurb:

London 1895, where men who love other men flaunt convention and risk imprisonment for “the love that dare not speak its name”. Until Oscar Wilde goes on trial for gross indecency…

An anonymous and intriguing invitation leads struggling artist, Leander Frampton, into a private world of sensuality with a stranger in an elaborate black and gold costume. When the masks come off, he rediscovers the lover he’s dreamed of for the last two months. The man who abruptly left him in the middle of the night. Now Rupert has returned, inspiring Leander’s art and filling him
with desire. Thinking he has found both muse and patron, Leander gives all he has: his heart, his body, his talent. But Rupert is as elusive and evasive as ever, appearing and disappearing in Leander’s life, with little explanation.

Forbidden passions lure Rupert Austin, an outwardly staid art importer, into a secret life where he is free to pursue his love of handsome young men. Past loss makes him shy away from involvement, but he is unable to resist Leander’s talent, youthful beauty and enthusiasm. Rupert
arranges for a private showing of Leander’s work, but that doesn’t mean he trusts Leander with all of his secrets, especially after risky public sex that could have landed them in jail.

Two very different men – one, a businessman, with a great deal to lose and a taste for secret liaisons with beautiful young men; the other a young, gifted artist who will give his all to the right man. Will deception destroy any possibility for a once-in-a-lifetime passion for these two lovers?

In this snippet, Leander and Rupert have met for the second time at a masquerade ball, and Leander has just agreed to go home with Rupert in a Hansom cab.
Hansom cab clipart
Rupert grasped Leander’s wrist and turned his head to press a kiss into one palm. “Shall we go?”

They waited until a hansom cab had been summoned. After giving the address of his lodgings, Rupert climbed in, leaving room for the younger man beside him. Once inside, he held onto Leander’s hand in the dark.

“I’m so glad you came tonight,” Rupert said.

“I’m hoping to come again soon.” Leander’s voice held a teasing note.

Rupert laughed at the innuendo. “I think I can help with that.”

“I rather thought you might. And if I can be of any service…”

“I’ll think of something,” Rupert said, his voice thick with desire. Anticipation thrummed in the air, heightening his senses. The short journey seemed interminable, but at last the cab arrived at Rupert’s rented townhouse in Chelsea. Getting out, he paid the driver and motioned Leander toward the door. As he unlocked it, he said, “I gave my man the night off. No one will disturb us.”

Deception is available from All Romance eBooks, Amazon Kindle Store, Amber Quill Press, Barnes & Noble, and Kobo.

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Lyndi

A Victorian Meal from Sherlock’s Scandal by Suz deMello #MFRWAuthor #Sherlock

Suz deMello stops by to share a Victorian meal from her erotic fan-fic romance, Sherlock’s Scandal, published by Ellora’s Cave.

Sherlock's Scandal coverIn Sherlock’s Scandal, Sherlock and Irene dine on roulades of salmon on braised greens, followed by a syllabub, and drank Champagne. Did I imagine a realistic meal?

The Champagne, certainly. Wine has been made in the Champagne region of France since the country was known as Gaul—i.e., since the Roman era. However, the development of the bubbly drink we now prize came rather later. The monk Dom Perignon, whose name still adorns bottles of the finest Champagne, lived from 1638-1715. But according to Wikipedia, his main focus was ridding the wine of the bubbles, which are the natural result of the fermentation process. The drink we know today was developed in the nineteenth century by the house of Veuve Cliquot, which was joined by Krug (1843), Pommery (1858) and Bollinger (1829).

The fish, also. The Billingsgate market alone sold 136,000 tons of fish annually ) including salmon. The salmon would likely have come from “the firths and bays of Scotland,” that country having been long famed for its fine salmon. The greens upon which the roulades were served may have come from Covent Garden, “the great vegetable market of the metropolis.”

The dessert, syllabub, had been known in England at least from the sixteenth century. It’s a pudding of various consistencies—I’ve seen it thick enough to eat with a spoon, or a thinner concoction poured over fruit or cake.

If they had enough money, the average Londoner ate well even though food inspections were intermittent. However, some of the grub they fancied are somewhat foreign to our palates.

Bloaters by Van GoghA few examples: Bloaters, a street food, was a cold, smoked herring that was eaten whole, gills and eyes included. (Pictured above as painted by Van Gogh.) Calves’ foot jelly—a dish my British mother made until we all rose up in protest—was also popular. Some of the tastier dishes available on the street include meat pies—pasties, which you might want to wash down with ginger beer, a perennial favorite that’s still available.

Here’s a little about Sherlock’s Scandal:

A bored Sherlock is a dangerous Sherlock. His twin vices of cocaine and sex could prove his undoing, until he meets his match in elusive, enigmatic Irene Adler. Hiding her heart, Irene deserts Sherlock in the midst of their affair. He schemes to win her back, but the lady won’t come easily to hand. Instead, she forces him to compete for honor, glory and love.

Find it here: Ellora’s Cave: http://www.ellorascave.com/sherlock-s-scandal.html
Amazon: http://amzn.com/B00M85BER8

Suz deMello About the author:

Best-selling, award-winning author Suz deMello, a.k.a Sue Swift, has written seventeen romance novels in several subgenres, including erotica, comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense, plus a number of short stories and non-fiction articles on writing. A freelance editor, she’s held the positions of managing editor and senior editor, working for such firms Total-E-Bound, Liquid Silver Books and Ai Press. She also takes private clients.

Her books have been favorably reviewed in Publishers Weekly, Kirkus and Booklist, won a contest or two, attained the finals of the RITA and hit several bestseller lists.

A former trial attorney, her passion is world travel. She’s left the US over a dozen times, including lengthy stints working overseas. She’s now writing a vampire tale and planning her next trip.

find Suzie’s books at Ellora’s Cave and Amazon: Suz deMello,Sue Swift.

Thanks for the interesting post, Suz, though I think I’ll pass on the bloaters and calves’ foot jelly. Salmon and champagne sounds so much better, LOL.

Who’s your favorite screen or TV Sherlock? Robert Downey, Jr. or Jonnie Lee Miller? Leave a comment or question for Suz to be entered in my August monthly drawing for a $15 Starbucks gift card.

Linda aka Lyndi