Guest Post - Keri Ford on Creating SEXUAL Tension

 Thanks so much Sascha for having me today! I’m so excited about my new series, The Roughnecks, and can’t wait to giveaway a copy of my book, Through The Wall to a commenter!

Now back to the topic. Tension. As in the sexual kind, like from my upcoming release, Rough Ride:

He tugged the door open. “Wha—”

Gretchen stood there. Her eyes big and walking down the front of him.

“Gretchen.” He straightened and held the worthless towel together with both hands. “I…I thought you were my brother.”

She licked her lips as her gaze landed right on his hardening cock under the paper-thin towel that was probably see-thru too. Two days ago she’d walked out of his place. There’d been nothing left on his porch yesterday and he’d thought that was it. He clearly thought wrong. And now she stared toward his chest. Which was better than his dick.

He adjusted his hold on his towel to try and hide his interest. “Um, what’s up?”

“I….” She swallowed and held out the item in her hand. “I made you some pecan pie.”

“But you don’t like pecan.”

She blinked. “I know. That’s why I made it for you. This is actually my eighth pie since the other night. Tonya insisted I bring you one, since I got on the whole baking pies kick because of you.” She lifted the pie out higher. “So here.”

He stared at the pie, determining how well his towel would hold up if he let go and risked holding it with one hand. “Um.”

She frowned and stared at the perfectly crispy, sugary top. “Is there a problem?”

“No, I just…give me a sec.” He fumbled with the skinny ass towel, trying to get it in one hand. Damn it, he was standing in his doorway, wrapped in a towel in the middle of a trailer park with a hard-on.

She angled the pie aside and stared toward his hands wrestling with the thin towel. “Are you too big for your towel?”

Christ. Hell yes, right now, definitely yes. He wadded the ends in one hand. “There. Now I’ve got it.”

She shook her head and stepped in. “Let me just put it on the counter for you. It takes over an hour for one of these to bake. Would be a waste if you dropped it to hide your man bits.”

“My man bits?”

She sat the pie on the corner, her back to him. “Yes. Your…man bits. And the pie is still a little warm. Would be a shame if it splattered down the front of you.”

There was no missing the laughter in her voice. “And on my man bits.”

She faced back to him, her hands going behind her back, her blue eyes large and blinking in that innocent girl way. “That too. And I don’t like pecan pie, remember?”

 –excerpt from Rough Ride

What makes a book hot for me isn’t the number of pages of the sex scene or the creative gymnastic acts.

It’s the tension.

Those looks across the room. The weight of his hand over your lower back guiding you through a door. How the caress of his fingers sends a rush of shudders over your skin. Air whispering past the curve of your neck.

Sexual tension can make or break a book for me. While reading and while writing it.

Think of your best friend forever. Got that person pictured in your mind? Think of the time you spend with each other. The shopping, the manicures. Whatever you do with your buddy. Now imagine stripping bare booty nekkid and doing the freak nasty with that person. Not so hot. There’s something there to create that friendship, but there’s not the heat of chemistry.

Now think of the flush of a first crush. The tightness of your chest. The catch of your breath. How your palms get just a little bit sweaty and your heart pounds. Dryness of your mouth and that ticking, fluttering, delightful racing of your pulse through your limbs.

Oh yeah, that’s the stuff I’m talking about. Stories like that just write themselves. There’s no other way to describe it. You sit at the computer thinking you’ll write a chapter and next thing you know you’ve powered through three.

As a reader, it’s that moment where it’s just after midnight, you’ll read one more chapter and then, it’s four a.m., there’s only two chapters left in the story and you can’t possible stop now.

What’s a book you’ve read that just brings the sexual tension to the point you can’t put it down? Or if you can’t think of one, what’s your favorite genre to read? Leave me a comment and you’ll be entered for a chance at Through The Wall http://bit.ly/HcMVfJ, the first book in the Apple Trail Series where there sexual tension is off the charts as Stephanie tries talking Parker into “dirty-ish sex”.

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Keri Ford writes Sexy Country Contemporary Romances. See her website for more information about her books and The Roughnecks Blog Tour with all the giveaways, sneak peeks and blog stops: http://keriford.com 

Rough Ride releases May 6, 2012
Read Chapter One http://bit.ly/H0azIz

BLURB
You do for family, no matter what. Lane Iverson knows that better than anyone. Harboring a secret about his mother’s death, Lane is counting the days until he finishes helping his brothers with some work and can head back to his hiding hole hours away. As long as he doesn’t have to face his three brothers every day, the guilt is easier to carry.

There is only one thing that can risk his plan. All of five foot tall with these deep eyes and a voice that shudders through him. The completely addicting, Gretchen Jones. She’s been watching him the entire time he’s been in town. With courage from her friends behind her, she confronts what she wants. To her surprise, that’s the easy part. Keeping her heart protected when she knows he’ll be leaving? Not so easy, but her only choice.

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