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Doris O’Connor Gives Luscious a little Satisfaction!

by on March 14, 2013

Hey there. I come bearing another interview. This time with the illustrious Doris O’Connor. She gave us a pretty to look at and a great interview. Both you will find below as well as a tidbit from her newest release Mr. Satisfaction Guaranteed – Natasha.  As usual Doris nailed it – Pun intended. 🙂 Enjoy the interview I know I did and check out her excerpt. I know you won’t be disappointed.


  1. Tell us about yourself:  Who are you and why did you start writing?

I’m a mum of nine and happily married to my very own alpha hero for the last 23 years. A writer of all things naughty, I like to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

I write, because I simply don’t get a choice in the matter. I’ve always spun stories in my head, for as long as I can remember. In childhood I was forever being told off for day dreaming. You could say ‘being away with the fairies’ was an expression just invented for me, lol.

As an adult life got in the way for the longest of times, but once I made up my mind to pursue my dream of getting published, there has been no stopping me. I’m between stories right this minute, having just finished a manuscript, but already other heroes are scrambling for my attention. It won’t be long before one of them grabs me by the hand and forces me to write his story.

  1. How do you react to a bad review of one of your books

Nowadays I shrug and move on and remind myself that you cannot please everyone. Readers are entitled to their opinion, and sometimes they have a rather forceful view of expressing their disappointment, shall we say.

I have been fortunate, that bad reviews are of the minority. I do read them all, and see whether anything can be learned from them, and then move on. Bad reviews are part and parcel of the job. Though I will not lie, the first really scathing one I received made me cry, and I lost my confidence for a while.

Chocolate and wine and a friendly shoulder to cry on helped, and I soon got over it. Nowadays I have a thicker skin 😉

  1. To date do you have any favorite characters and if so which ones and from what book?

I fall hopelessly in love with all of my Characters when I write them, but if I had to pick my absolute favourite, it would be Grisha from Club ink and Stella from The Giovanni. They’re both characters that completely took over and came from nowhere, and are such fun to write.

  1. What are some of the challenges you’ve faced as a writer?

In the beginning it was the whole finding your voice thing. I didn’t set out to become an erotic writer. In fact I didn’t even know erotic romance was that popular or there was such a variety out there. However, my characters as always had other ideas. I simply could not stop them from jumping each other, so the woman who blushed and fumbled her way through sex scenes, ended up writing rather hot ones.


The other challenge was truly embracing the fact that I was and always will be a panster. I cannot outline to save my life and my muse dies a little every time I just mention the word. Once I accepted that I was simply there to take dictation, my fingers flew, and the rest is history.

And lastly, an ongoing challenge is finding the time to write. My youngest is only 18 months old and into everything, so writing is relegated to his nap times and evenings/nights when the kids are in bed.

  1. Do you have a favorite genre or subgenre?

I write both paranormal and contemporary, and in that I write across several sub-genres. However, my favourite to read and write is BDSM. I seem quite incapable of keeping BDSM elements out of any of my stories, lately.

  1. Which story of yours would you like to see brought to film?

The Giovanni series. I can see them now, all that brooding Italian sexiness. *sighs*

  1. When you not writing what do you enjoy doing?

Reading, spending time with my family and friends and watching chick flicks.

  1. What is the one thing you do after finishing a story?

Punch the air, and enjoy a few days of not writing.

  1. What motivates you to write?

My characters. They are the ones that drive the story, and dictate the pace, and once they take over, I simply have to write. Resistance is futile.

  1. Fun question. Vanilla or Chocolate ice cream?

Both, of course. I’m definitely not just vanilla 😉


Thanks Kassanna


Mr. Satisfaction Guaranteed—Natasha released March 13th.



Mr. Satisfaction Guaranteed, the card said – what a pretentious name for an escort.

Still, cancer survivor Natasha has to do something to reclaim her sexuality after her reconstructive surgery, and he comes highly recommended, by her mother no less.

When she meets the experienced Dom, he makes every submissive bone in her body sing, and wish for things that can never be. Or can they? Fantasy fulfillment is all well and good, but she is just another client.

As they test all of her boundaries, will their one night heal her, or break her?



“I want you to play, pet. Play, or safe word out. Those are your two options. I suggest you use them wisely.”

The pressure on her shoulders increased, just enough to get slightly painful, and she took a deep breath. She could do this. She wanted to really. She ran her fingers over the keys, the movement so familiar, yet strange after all this time, and she shut her eyes.

Something haunting he’d said. How very fitting. Without any conscious thought on her part, her fingers flew, and she lost herself in the music. Tears gathered and dropped on her hands, yet still she played, her body swaying with the music. By the time the last few notes of Chopin’s Nocturne in E minor had drifted off into the ether, she felt at peace. Natasha floated on the high that playing the piano had used to give her all the time, before her cancer treatment had blown up her fingers and made playing impossible. She acknowledged the thought, but caught in her bubble of happiness and achievement, it did not have the power to hurt her just then.

When she opened her eyes, it was to find SG watching her. Heat rose in her cheeks, and her cunt clamped when she realized what she was witnessing.

He was leaning against the piano, his legs spread wide, and Jonas was giving him head. She sucked in a breath and hastily pulled her eyes back up to SG’s face. He smiled at her, and against her better judgment her gaze darted downwards. Jonas chose that moment to come up for air, and her clit clenched in need when she got her first proper view of SG’s cock. Slick from Jonas’s mouth it glistened and quivered. Jonas put one hand on SG’s thigh and grasped the other man’s heavy ball sac with the other. Jonas squeezed and then sucked one testicle into his mouth. SG’s groan of pleasure made her breathing hitch. She shouldn’t be witnessing this moment, but she couldn’t drag her gaze away either as Jonas ran his hand up and down SG’s huge cock. Pre-cum leaked on his fingers, the scent of sex heavy in the air, and Natasha licked her lips. She could almost taste the spicy, salty essence in the air. SG groaned again, the sound so low and sexy, moisture trickled past her pussy lips and onto her thighs.

Who’d have thought that watching two men in action would be such a turn on, let alone that SG would actually give her that particular fantasy. She could feel his gaze on her face, on her breasts and lower, scorching her skin as though he was running his hands over her sweat slicked flesh.

“Touch yourself for me while you watch, pet. You know you want to. But do not come without my permission. ”

Natasha balled her hands into fists, horrified to see them in her lap. She seemed to have spread her legs wide, too, giving SG, and Jonas for that matter, should he chose to look across, a perfect view of her wet cunt. She should have been mortified, but instead white hot arousal coursed through her veins. Her breathing grew heavy in tune with the men, and she ran her fingers through her wet slit. A moan escaped her lips, as the familiar tingles started. Circling her clit, she felt it swell under her fingertip, just as SG’s cock swelled and pulsed. Jonas set to work in earnest, and SG grabbed the younger man’s hair and started to fuck his mouth. Faster and harder they all worked together, to reach the pinnacle. Her fingers fell away as SG came with a roar of completion, and Jonas’s throat worked overtime swallowing down his seed. She was so close, so goddamn close, but he hadn’t given her permission to come, and she couldn’t push herself over that cliff without it, she just couldn’t.

So she stopped, not daring to move, as the cool air on her swollen folds alone started the familiar tingles of bliss. She bit her lip, and dug her hands into the leather of the piano chair. Perspiration broke out all over her body, but somehow she staved off the impending orgasm.

By the time she had herself back under control, Jonas had finished licking SG clean. He pulled the younger man up by his hair and the rough kiss that followed between them had Natasha teetering on the brink again.

Jonas was flushed and breathing so heavily his pants filled the still room when SG broke the kiss. The outline of his erect cock was clearly visible through his fitted trousers, and Jonas groaned when SG took him into a firm grip through the fabric.

“Want to help our boy out here, my pet? I think he deserves a treat, don’t you? And as you’ve been such a good girl you deserve one, too. Jonas here does wonders with his tongue.” He patted Jonas’s head, and the young man colored and bowed his head in submission.

Natasha couldn’t tear her eyes away from the outline of that erection, and SG chuckled. He released Jonas who immediately resumed his previous position on the floor. SG pulled Natasha to her feet so roughly that she would have stumbled, had he not picked her up and set her on the piano. The keys clanged as her feet settled on them. Natasha winced at the sound, before his mouth came down hard on hers and she forgot to think altogether. He tasted just as she imagined he would, raw, masculine, earthy, with just a hint of Jonas’s scent still clinging to his firm lips. He shifted, and another set of hands spread her thighs wide, before an extremely skillful tongue delved into her channel, and she screamed into the kiss SG gave her.

He broke the kiss and smiled at her, the warm approval in his eyes her undoing.

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  1. Thanks for having me 🙂

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