Welcome to Juniper Bell! I am very excited because this was my first Author interview. I am very happy to have Juniper here as a guest, I adore her books and writing.
Please give her a warm Welcome!
1. Welcome to Books Read ‘N’ Makeup Done Juniper. I am very excited to have you here.
Would you tell us a little about yourself?
I’m very excited to be here! Lovely blog you have. Basic facts about me: I write erotic romance, mostly contemporary and occasionally historical. I got married last New Year’s Eve, so I’m still more or less a newlywed. I acquired two stepdaughters along with the husband. And I live in Alaska most of the time (we take Hawaii breaks whenever we can.)
2. I’ve already read Go Wild and am really looking forward to it’s sequel Go Deep. Could you
please tell us a bit about Go Deep?
Go Deep is about a husband and wife who love each other deeply, but are hiding their true sexual natures from each other. Neither knows how to break through that barrier to a deeper intimacy. The story is about how they start to reveal themselves and trust each other.
2. What part of book one “Go Wild” made you come up with the idea for “Go Deep”?
The two stories are very different, but they’re linked by a common setting – an infamous winter festival in the fictional town of Wild, Alaska during which the rule is, “anything goes, nothing counts.” It’s an excuse to let off a little steam and break out of your comfort zone. One character from Go Wild has a role in Go Deep, but the stories have different inspirations.
3. What part of this book was your favourite to write?
I loved writing Gavin’s character. I loved how gentle he is with Beth, until he realizes he needs to just put it all out there. He has a dominant streak and a restraint that were both very appealing to me as I wrote him. I kind of fell for him, I guess you could say!
4. What was the hardest part of writing Go Deep?
The end. I enjoyed the characters and didn’t want to let them go.
5. Do you have a process or any special rituals in your writing routine?
My process is simple. I’m a believer in BICHOK, which I read about in a Nora Roberts interview. I figured if it works for her, there must be something to it. Butt In Chair, Hands On Keyboard. What could be simpler than that? And yet … it’s oh so hard sometimes!
6. Can you tell us a little bit about what, if anything, you’re working on next?
I have way too many projects bouncing around in my head. The big one is the last book in my Receptionist series, called Unleashing the Receptionist. I also have another story in mind for Wild Nights – Go Forever, about three childhood friends. I don’t even want to mention the bear shifter or the new Regency.
We are in for quite a treat! Here is an excerpt from "Go Deep"
When Beth surfaced from her drugged slumber, it took her a moment to remember where she was. Her body felt different. Lazy and sensual, a few twinges here and there. And then it all came rushing back. The costumes. Gavin. The deep, wrenching orgasm that had just turned her life inside out.
She should run. Now. While she had a chance. Before Gavin knew she was awake. He wouldn’t chase her, she knew. If she wanted to leave, she could.
Which was why she couldn’t possibly run.
She lifted her head and looked around for Gavin. He sat in the armchair next to the woodstove, still in black, still masked. His head lolled back against the wall, his legs spread, pants refastened, his hands resting on his strong thighs. A deep flush swept across her body as she remembered what those magic hands had done to her. Gavin had made her feel things she hadn’t known were possible. Or maybe she’d suspected. The image of the bound woman in the photo came into her mind, along with the restless, excited feeling it had inspired in her.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?”
So he wasn’t asleep. “No. Surprised me.”
For a moment he stayed quiet. “I don’t ever want to hurt anyone. I could, easily. I’m too strong.”
“But you wouldn’t.” She knew it in her bones.
He shook his head, a worried frown pulling his black eyebrows together. “A girl I dated in college liked it rough. She showed me what she wanted, made me rip her clothes off, pin her hands over her head, fuck her hard as I could. I hated myself for liking it. She wanted me to hurt her but I wouldn’t. I freaked out and broke up with her.”
Beth propped her head on her elbow to listen. They’d never talked about their sexual pasts. Part of her didn’t want to hear about him with other women. But most of her was fascinated. “Then what happened?”
“Her friends started calling me. I went out with one and she told me she had handcuffs in her purse. Wanted me to cuff her to the steering wheel. Told me she’d heard what a great fuck I was. I hated that, hated thinking of them talking about me like that.”
Beth felt heat come and go in her face. She’d never heard that talk. Then again, they’d gone to different colleges. And she wasn’t used to talking about such things.
“I swore off kinky sex and focused on rescuing Thomason Heating from the bank. And then you came back to North Pole.”
“When you smiled at me at that gas station—remember?—I wanted you so hard I could barely stand. A thousand times more than I ever wanted those girls
in college. But I wanted it dirty, and you were so innocent. By some superhuman willpower, I held myself back. I loved you too much, I didn’t want to hurt you.”
Her heart went out to him, this powerful man whose muscle power was dwarfed by his heart. Gavin deserved something. Something special. Some kind of glorious thank-you. She eased off the bed.
He was only a few steps away, too close to bother getting to her feet. Instead, she crawled across the floor to him. He watched her through slitted, intense black eyes. Their heat made her shiver. She felt her hips sway from one side to the other as she made her way across the rug. His gaze fastened on her breasts, which bounced with each move she made. Oh God, the way he’d teased them with his thumbs…
She crawled between his long legs. The thought of what lurked behind that zipper made her dizzy. She knew his penis and yet she didn’t, not anymore. Not the fierce way it had claimed her. Her mouth watered.
She lifted her face between his thighs and, with her mouth, undid the snap at his waistband. Then she took his zipper pull between her teeth. She risked a glance up at him and caught his black gaze burning into her. Another wave of dizziness struck. Slowly, she pulled at the zipper, inch by inch. As his trousers parted, a massively aroused, fire-breathing dragon of an erection sprang from its cave. It reared up into the open air, demanding and ferocious. She’d always avoided this part of making love, and Gavin had never pressed her.
But now she wasn’t afraid. Not dressed like this. Not tonight. Tenderly she touched its base with her tongue.
Gavin groaned, a rough, helpless sound that told her just how much she turned him on.
“No holding back,” she whispered, her lips moving against the satin skin of his cock.
Beth is the shy, dreamy type. No one guesses at the wild sexual thoughts she hides behind that quiet façade. She doesn’t even share her secret longings with her husband.
Gavin loves his wife, but he’s tired of living in a marriage in which neither he nor Beth reveal their true desires. When Gavin sees Beth’s response to an erotic bondage photo in her framing shop, he jumps at the opportunity to break through her barriers.
He accepts an invitation to a showcase match for the amateur hockey team he coaches during Wild Nights, the infamous winter festival during which “anything goes, nothing counts.” But he’s opened a sensual Pandora’s box—Beth has some surprises of her own. When she meets Eagle, a free-spirited Wild resident, she knows he’s the perfect man to help enact her erotic fantasies. And once they go deep, there’s no going back.
Juniper Bell lives with her brand new husband in a cabin in Alaska with sporadic running water and a spectacular view of glaciers. She wound up in the frozen north after leaving her career as a stressed-out Los Angeles TV writer. Luckily, her love for writing survived the move, and she soon discovered a surefire way of heating up those long winter nights. She writes erotic romances for Samhain and Ellora’s Cave. She also spends time dreaming of the day she can move to Hawaii. Website / Blog / FaceBook