I Was a Virgin Once Blog Hop

Published March 12, 2012 by Lorraine Nelson - Author

 Well, it’s true!!!

We all were at one time. LOL

Once upon a time, back in 2009, this author set out to write her first sex scene. I revisited it recently for the promotion for our upcoming Evernight release, Virgins Behaving Badly. Angelina Rain came up with the idea for this blog hop and got us all involved. I hope you enjoy it. Have fun! 

My first sex scene was full of head-hopping, and it wasn’t very explicit, but not bad for a first effort. The following (unedited) excerpt is that love scene, taken from an, as yet, unpublished novel, Daydreams & Night Scenes.

Releasing March 16th!

He opened the passenger door for her and reached for her hand, momentarily distracted by the silken expanse of leg revealed when the slit in her gown fell open from hem to upper thigh.

As she rose to her feet she deliberately sidled against him, rubbing against the bulge that had been at eye level when he’d opened her door.

Not one to relinquish control that easily, Alex lifted her and sat her on the hood of the car, still warm from the drive.  Pushing his hands through her hair, he dislodged the pins that had held it in place all evening.  When it was flowing freely through his hands, he urged her face steadily toward him, until they were breathing each other’s breath.  Nipping first at the edges of her lips, he pulled her even closer and she was lost as he skillfully devoured her mouth.

Her legs were dangling freely and when she felt herself slipping off the hood she automatically wrapped her legs tight around him, bringing his erection into contact with her most private part as the skirt of her gown slipped sideways.  Tightening her legs as much as she could, still he wasn’t close enough.  Her hands glided from his lower back to his shoulders and she thrilled to the feel of his muscled torso against her breasts, only then realizing that Alex had lowered the zipper to hold the bodice in place. 

Self-conscious, she began to tense and pull away but he would have none of it.  Swooping down on the nearest exposed breast, he laved and suckled until she squirmed and pleaded with him for more.

“Yes, Baby.  I’ll give you more,” he promised, “lots more.”  Picking her up in his arms, he carried her into the house and up the winding stairs to the master bedroom, kissing her all the way without once stopping to catch his breath. 

What a turn on! 

When he set her on her feet she almost whimpered in protest, until he stepped back just enough to let her now fully unzipped gown slide to the floor.  His heated gaze was causing a meltdown of inhibitions as she stood brazenly before him, wearing nothing but the skimpiest of panties, jewelry and high-heeled shoes, all in black.  Alex reached out a tentative hand and trailed a path from her shoulder to her navel, and she was hoping desperately that her legs wouldn’t fail her as she shivered wantonly, her nipples firming up before his devouring eyes.  Licking his lips he turned briefly to pull down the covers before sweeping her back up into his arms and laying her gently on the bed.  Carefully, almost reverently, he rubbed and massaged her dainty feet as he removed her shoes.

Alex shedding his suit jacket, shirt and tie, as he toed off his shoes was the most exquisite torture she’d ever known.  Randi could not take her eyes off him and was eagerly awaiting the chance to touch his gleaming torso.  When he finally lay down beside her, she welcomed him with open arms, splaying her hands open wide as she ran them up and down his gorgeous, muscled body, exulting in his heat as his body infused hers with untold warmth and desire.

Never in his wildest dreams had he had such a raging inferno in his bed.  She was wanton; she was all woman; she was all over him all at once.  With her hands she excited his upper body and her mouth mated with his while her legs and feet rubbed up his legs to the juncture of his thighs and down again, slowly driving him crazy with desire.  Shifting his position slightly, in one swift move, he ripped off her thong panties.  Next he reached to cup her mound as his mouth closed over her breast, delighting in the surprised arch of her back as she purred his name.

He played her body as gently and skillfully as he would a tightly strung instrument, increasing in tempo until the crescendo reached its peak before crashing down around them in a glorious explosion of sound.  Then and only then did he rise up and divest himself of his remaining clothing before splaying her legs and resting the bulk of his manhood at her core. 

Leaning forward to once again possess those delectable lips, he looked straight into her eyes, and holding her gaze with the intensity in his own he plunged to the depths of her inner core in one massive stroke…and heard her cry out in pain not pleasure!

“Randi!  You…a virgin?  Why didn’t you tell me?  Oh my God.  I’ve hurt you,” he said as he started to pull away from her.

“No, Alex.  Please, stay with me.  Make love to me,” she implored as she held him tight against her body.

“But your first time should have been so much better for you, if I’d known…”

“I was afraid you wouldn’t want me if you knew.”

“Nothing could stop my wanting you from the first time I saw you in Toronto.  I tried.  Believe me, I tried,” he said as he tenderly brushed the hair back from her face with one hand.  “Don’t you realize the effect you’ve had on me?  Your body screams sex appeal while your actions and mannerisms portray your innocence.  I’ve been going out of my mind.  Believe me, I do good just to walk when I am anywhere near you.”

“Then stop talking so much and teach me how to love you.  Teach me what I need to know to be your woman.  Make me feel alive.”

“Ahhh, Randi.  I will teach you, my love, but I may never want to let you go,” he warned as his shaft swelled to fullness once more inside her warmth.

“I’ll take my chances,” she assured him, and they began to move together in a dance as old as time, except when the music stopped they clung to each other in rapture, in tune with the beating of their hearts, instead of letting go and stepping back to await the next beat of the drum.

Before her breathing had returned to normal, Alex was running his free hand up and down her body in a caress that had her straining for more.  He cupped the fullness of her breast in the palm of his hand, rotating the bud with thumb and forefinger and causing it to stiffen and stand at attention.  Alex swooped in to lave and suckle and she began purring his name once again.

Shortly before dawn they drifted off to sleep, sleeping the sleep of the pleasantly exhausted.  Spending this night with Randi, he’d found his way to ecstasy at last.  That was Alex’s last thought before dozing off with Randi cuddled up at his side.

And now for a sneak peek at Hawk’s Woman, a western historical novella, one of nine short stories to be included in the Evernight anthology, Virgins Behaving Badly.


Tabitha Meadows, a member ofBoston’s elite, elopes with her boyfriend, only plans change when he absconds with her money. The conductor throws her off the train at the next stop. With no money and unwilling to face the scandal in returning home, she meets Brody Hawkins (Hawk) and takes a job as entertainer in his saloon. The handsome cowboy draws her fire and her passion as no one before. Does her virginity stand a chance of surviving his charms?

Hawk isn’t looking for a woman, especially one as innocent as Tabitha, but he finds himself drawn to her just the same. He should be a gentleman and buy her a ticket east on the morning train, but he wants her in his bed. Could he convince her to stay?


Honey! Her skin tasted like the purest of honey and he couldn’t get enough of her as he worked her body to a fever pitch. His hands explored with a mind of their own, reveling in the satin smooth expanse of skin as they skimmed her luscious curves, drawing her closer.

Her kisses were sweet, but he wanted hot. His tongue pressed against her teeth in a silent bid for her to open for him. She did. The kiss that followed was hotter than any before. Their tongues danced and swirled, imitating the mating to come.

He moved to rain kisses over her eyes, her cheeks, stopping to nibble at her ears, and earning a mindless groan in response. He nuzzled her neck, bestowing the tiniest of love bites before moving to untie her undies.

Her pantaloons sailed through the air, followed by his jeans. Their bodies entwined as he kissed her again, impatient to learn every inch of her. He loved the tentative forays her hands made as they explored his skin, shyly coming to rest before touching his hardened cock.

“Go ahead. Touch me. It doesn’t bite,” he teased.

He thought he was ready for it, but her touch, so soft and light, had him gasping in response, so great was his need. He cupped her pussy, rubbing circles with his thumb and she writhed beneath his ministrations. Her rosy nubs hardened, begging for attention, which he freely gave. He suckled first one, then the other, nipping and laving, then blowing on them to increase the sensations. This was her night. A night in which he’d give her all he had to offer.

He plunged one finger into her moist heat, steadily rubbing against her clit, until she screamed his name.

“Hawk! Please!” she begged.

In answer he shifted position and parted her legs, wanting—no needing—to taste her. At the first swipe of his tongue, her hands tangled in his hair, to push him away or hold him closer, he didn’t know, but he didn’t stop to ask. Sweet, so sweet, like nectar from the gods. He slipped his tongue inside her, licking and pushing his tongue against her clit, rewarded by her uncontrollable moaning and thrashing about until she let go with a gush of juices. He didn’t come up for air until he lapped up every drop.

“Oh my! I never dreamed….” was all she said.

“You ain’t seen nothing yet.”

Wet and ready, he wasted no time covering her body with his as he nudged her legs further apart. With a single thrust, he broke through the barrier and stilled.

“You’re a virgin?” he questioned, astonished.

 “Not anymore. Is that all there is to it?” she asked, disappointment evident in her voice.

 He smiled as she wriggled beneath him. “Not by a long shot, sweetheart.”

* * *

Now for some fun! We’re asking you to blog, post on facebook, and tweet Virgins Behaving Badly, directing people to Evernight’s Coming Soon page. http://www.evernightpublishing.com/pages/Coming-Soon.html. Visit each of the blogs listed below and share the links to your blog, facebook, and tweet in our blog comments in order to win a free copy. You have until release day, March 16th, to get your name in the draw. Each blog will pick one winner. Best of luck!

Other authors participating:

Stacey Espino: http://www.staceyespino.blogspot.com

Doris O’Connor: http://thetardisscribbles.blogspot.com

Alyssa Fox: http://www.alyssa-fox.com

Raven McAllan: http://www.ravenmcallan.blogspot.com

Angelina Rain: http://www.angelinarain.blogspot.com

Carolyn Rosewood: http://www.carolynrosewood.com


19 comments on “I Was a Virgin Once Blog Hop

  • Wish I’d known about this is time – lol
    Just found out about you through my new facebook friend – Evernight Publisher

    Great giveaway! And I love your blog! Already put several of your books on my wishlist through Evernight’s site!

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