Kate Deveaux – Erotic Author Spotlight Series

Kate Deveaux – Erotic Author Spotlight Series Feature

This week’s erotic author in the spotlight is Kate Deveaux, who writes for Totally Bound. Thanks for being a part of the author spotlights Kate! Lovely to have you on board, thanks for letting Cara Sutra readers know more about the lady behind the books.

If you’d like to read about other erotic authors you can find the Erotic Author Spotlight Series here. Erotic author and interested in your own free feature post at Cara Sutra? Find the call for submissions page here.

I run a similar free promotional offer for sex bloggers and sex toy reviewers. You can find the Sex Blogger Spotlight Series page here, and the call for submissions (the Q&A and other info to send me) here.

Email me with your info – whether author or blogger – and I will reply with your spotlight date. This will be the next available Monday for authors and the next available Thursday for bloggers.

– Cara Sutra

Kate Deveaux Erotic Author Spotlight Series Feature

Kate Deveaux Biography

Kate Deveaux Erotic Author Spotlight Series Feature

Contemporary and Erotic Romance Author

Hi, I’m Kate Deveaux and it’s a pleasure for me to be here today at Cara Sutra. I write toe- curling erotic romance and I confess that I love writing sizzling stories — the hotter the better.

Seven of my books are published at the moment with more coming out soon. I love to push the envelope with my themes. It must be naughty side of me that is indulged each time I dream up a new story and begin typing as fast as my fingers can fly along the keyboard. But I’m not all work and no play by any means.

My passions extend from writing racy romance to cooking and attending cooking classes, playing tennis, entertaining friends, traveling just about anywhere at the drop of a hat, and of course my ever patient hubby, Mr. Deveaux.

U.K. born, I now live in the U.S., and have a weakness for strong tea and strong men, and I never miss an episode of Coronation Street. There’s nothing I love more than hearing from my readers, so please don’t be shy.

Kate Deveaux Links

katedeveaux.com

Author Page Amazon UK

Amazon.com Author Page

Twitter

Pinterest

Goodreads

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Erotic Writing

The Butler Did It by Kate Deveaux – buy at Amazon UK & Amazon.com

Kate Deveaux Erotic Author Spotlight Series FeatureWork turns to play when they break all the rules….

Vi Martin, a successful multi-millionaire businesswoman, is in for a surprise when the domestic agency sends her a new butler for her swanky Miami retreat. Drop dead gorgeous Clarkson Dale is the consummate professional butler until he meets his new employer. Strictly professional by day but all bets are off at night when they explore their fantasies. The sparks fly and their attraction is undeniable.

Excerpt from The Butler Did It:

He stripped, but the boxers remained. She threw her bra over her head and looked up at him.

“You are gorgeous.” He took his time assessing her body, his gaze roaming over every curve.

She sucked in her stomach, conscious of the little tummy roll she never could flatten.

He seemed not to care. His attention lingered. “Panties off.” He slid a finger inside them and gave the elastic band a little snap.

“Boxers off,” she sparred back, loving this sexy game of control.

“Ladies first.”
Purposefully, she hooked two fingers in each side of her panties, slid them off then kicked them away with a flourish.

A groan escaped Luc as he watched her, then he pulled his boxers off, his cock springing free. He gave the boxers a toss with his foot, sending them somewhere in the far corner of the room. But Monique didn’t care about anything at that moment except his thick, beautiful cock. Just wanted to slide it into her mouth, slow and easy. She trembled at the thought as he moved even closer, her eyes on the prize. She licked her lips and looked up at him.

“Later,” he said, as if reading her mind. “I want to taste that pussy of yours.” He lowered himself and pushed her gently back down onto the bed.

She sank into the down comforter. He nudged between her knees, spreading her thighs farther apart, leaving her completely exposed as he kneeled before her pussy. She quivered with anticipation. He placed his hands on her inner thighs and pressed them wider apart, exposing her folds.

“There,” was all he said as his hot breath thrilled her slit. He gently licked her clit. She gasped when he slid a hand under her ass and lifted her, making it natural for her to place her legs on his shoulders. He moaned something when he circled her clit with the tip of his tongue and delved deeper into her folds.

“And what have we here?” he asked. “La fica,” he murmured in Italian. “Such a beautiful pussy.”

She writhed with anticipation. He stroked his hands over her buttocks and pulled her to him to bury his face between her thighs.

“La fica.” The words tumbled from her mouth.

He slowly licked the sensitive skin so close to her crease then used his hands to allow his tongue easy access to her slit.

He paused and looked up at her, a satisfied smile on his face. “Si, you learn Italian very quickly. Pussy is la fica.”

Luc inhaled and nuzzled farther into her folds, caressing her clit as she cried out in submission to the exquisite pleasure he was giving her. She trembled and grabbed hold of his shoulders, the tip of his tongue finding her special spot.

“Oh, Luc,” she gulped as he pushed her so close to the edge of an orgasm.
He paused, making her crazed for more.
“Ti piace? You like?” The glint in his eyes confirmed he knew just how much pleasure he was giving her.

Platinum Pleasures by Kate Deveaux – buy at Amazon UK & Amazon.com

Kate Deveaux Erotic Author Spotlight Series FeatureBlurb for Platinum Pleasures:

One night…one fantasy for hire…one sizzling   case    of mistaken identity.

Ainsley Simmons can hardly believe she’s ordered a fantasy lover online — a man to fulfill her deepest sexual desires for the entire evening. She’s in for a surprise when sexy young Mr. R shows up at her door in a classic case of mistaken identity.

Ainsley has the night of her life being pleasured by the much younger and demanding multi-millionaire — until she discovers he’s not her fantasy lover after all.

He’s even better than that…

Excerpt from Platinum Pleasures:

She sucked his thumb just like it was his thick, pulsing cock. He closed his eyes and she tasted every part of his digit, nipping at the base then flicking over the tip. With his eyes shut, she admired his handsome features more fully.

The hard contours of his square jaw, with the scruff of brown and blond stubble along his chin, made her ache for his thrillingly rough attentions. She watched his neck muscles as they grew taut and flexed with each flick of her tongue. She was turning him on and she knew it.

It was the ultimate aphrodisiac, and she responded by clenching her lips tight around his thumb and sucking the tip, hard.

His eyes flashed open and he pulled her to him, his wet finger glistening as it slipped from her mouth.

“Oh, yeah, that mouth of yours is good, Mrs M…” he said, his hands trailing lower, grabbing her ass.

Pulling her to close to him, he slipped his fingers between her thighs and she knew he could feel just how ready she was for round three. Round three. Fantasies Inc. definitely delivered. She’d have to thank Tara for that in the morning.

He pushed her backward onto the gold velvet couch, making her robe fan out around her, revealing her naked body, exposed and waiting for more. She flushed as he grazed her pussy when he parted her legs and pressed her fully down onto the couch, the crush of soft fabric welcoming her as his eyes feasted on her curves.

Lowering himself to her, he took his time, rubbing his tempting torso along her curves, his cock erect once again. This man was truly amazing. A little sustenance and he was on to more…

He kissed her neck, nuzzling his lips along her earlobes. She quivered and cried out— his touch was so tender and erotic at the same time. He nipped at her jaw before moving lower, kissing a path to her breasts.

“My…these are beautiful too…it’s not just your mouth,” he said, his words trailing off when he found a nipple and slipped it between his hot lips.

Delight rippled through her as he sucked and teased her, one nipple at a time.

The shrill ring of the phone broke her reverie. He paused and looked up at her.

“The answering machine will get it,” she said, pulling his tousled head down to her aching breasts, eager for his hot, wet mouth again.

“Umm.” He growled, his thick erection pressing close to her slit, taunting her, teasing her, as he nibbled and nipped at her tawny buds.

The squeal of the answering machine kicked in then her brief but familiar recorded greeting echoed across the living room, followed by a loud beep and a man’s voice.

“Miss Simmons…I’m so sorry to bother you…this is Adrian…from the…agency.”

Agency? What agency? And what were they doing call her so late? Oh well, whoever it was would leave a message and she’d call them back later.

The vacant sound of the pause at the other end of the line, of whoever it was waiting for her to pick up, reverberated in the quiet room. When she didn’t pick up, the voice, this Adrian…whoever he was, continued on tentatively.

“I’m afraid there’s been an inexcusable error on our part,” the polite male voice sounded. “It seems your request was filled for tomorrow night instead of tonight…”

A Vixen In Venice by Kate Deveaux – buy at Amazon UK & Amazon.com

Kate Deveaux Erotic Author Spotlight Series FeatureBlurb for A Vixen in Venice:

He’s an art thief on the run…with her heart 

Look closer, into Hotel Totally Five Star Venice, where art curator Monique Le Bres has just walked through the doors of the newly opened swanky luxury hotel to assist with their art collection. Alessandro Bonnard, the world-renowned art connoisseur and collector has been sent incognito to supervise Monique and oversee her acquisitions for the hotel.

Concealing his true identity, Alessandro is intrigued by the art-loving vixen with an appetite for kinky sex. He pursues Monique, charming her at every turn — taking her to places she’s never been — both in and out of bedroom.

Monique falls hard for the man who has utterly captured her body and soul. Only to find out he isn’t who she thought he was after all…he’s an art thief on the run…with her heart.

Excerpt from a Vixen in Venice:

He stripped, but the boxers remained. She threw her bra over her head and looked up at him.

“You are gorgeous.” He took his time assessing her body, his gaze roaming over every curve.

She sucked in her stomach, conscious of the little tummy roll she never could flatten.

He seemed not to care. His attention lingered. “Panties off.” He slid a finger inside them and gave the elastic band a little snap.

“Boxers off,” she sparred back, loving this sexy game of control.

“Ladies first.”
Purposefully, she hooked two fingers in each side of her panties, slid them off then kicked them away with a flourish.

A groan escaped Luc as he watched her, then he pulled his boxers off, his cock springing free. He gave the boxers a toss with his foot, sending them somewhere in the far corner of the room. But Monique didn’t care about anything at that moment except his thick, beautiful cock. Just wanted to slide it into her mouth, slow and easy. She trembled at the thought as he moved even closer, her eyes on the prize. She licked her lips and looked up at him.

“Later,” he said, as if reading her mind. “I want to taste that pussy of yours.” He lowered himself and pushed her gently back down onto the bed.

She sank into the down comforter. He nudged between her knees, spreading her thighs farther apart, leaving her completely exposed as he kneeled before her pussy. She quivered with anticipation. He placed his hands on her inner thighs and pressed them wider apart, exposing her folds.

“There,” was all he said as his hot breath thrilled her slit. He gently licked her clit. She gasped when he slid a hand under her ass and lifted her, making it natural for her to place her legs on his shoulders. He moaned something when he circled her clit with the tip of his tongue and delved deeper into her folds.

“And what have we here?” he asked. “La fica,” he murmured in Italian. “Such a beautiful pussy.”

She writhed with anticipation. He stroked his hands over her buttocks and pulled her to him to bury his face between her thighs.

“La fica.” The words tumbled from her mouth.

He slowly licked the sensitive skin so close to her crease then used his hands to allow his tongue easy access to her slit.

He paused and looked up at her, a satisfied smile on his face. “Si, you learn Italian very quickly. Pussy is la fica.”

Luc inhaled and nuzzled farther into her folds, caressing her clit as she cried out in submission to the exquisite pleasure he was giving her. She trembled and grabbed hold of his shoulders, the tip of his tongue finding her special spot.

“Oh, Luc,” she gulped as he pushed her so close to the edge of an orgasm.
He paused, making her crazed for more.
“Ti piace? You like?” The glint in his eyes confirmed he knew just how much pleasure he was giving her.

– Kate Deveaux


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