Interview and GIVEAWAY with Shyla Colt - Lessons from the Professor

I am delighted to have the very talented Shyla Colt on my blog today with her new release Lessons From The Professor

Great to have you here, Shyla J

Make yourself comfy.  Ready for my nosy questions?

:Pours a glass of Dr. Pepper and props up her feet: “I’m ready”

Q. Can you tell us a bit about yourself?

I’m a thirty something stay at mom, editor, writer and all around super woman.. lol seriously my name really did come from super girl in the Super man comic world. I like to read, write, listen to music and travel. My hubby is a marine so along with motherhood and my career, dull moments are few and far between.

Q. What made you write ‘this’ story?

Alan Rickman. I’m a huge fan and one day this story sparked for me and refused to go away until it was written.

Hmm love it. There is something so very sexy about that man, isn't there!

Q. Tell us about your cover.

Oooh I love it. It’s exactly what I imagined. My hero, Sidney Rothman is a  Human Behaviors Professor with a pension for BDSM.

Love the sound of this. I must say I would buy it from the cover alone. It's fabulous.

Q. Describe a typical day’s writing for us

A typical writing day for me can be very productive or not so productive, depending on my lil, lol. ( I stay at home with a two year old). The way I write is usally broken down into “Scenes” Each one has a “Scene card” I’ve written up so I know where I’m headed. I aim for at least one  Scene a day which places me about 2k , give or take unless I’m really flowing. 

I usually write in spurts. One  or two hours here, then a break, another hour than a break.  It allows me to move forward, but give my kiddo adequate intention.  It’s all about balance in our house. This is the mantra I tell myself when its hectic as all get out, and I’m wondering how I’m going to get anything done lol.

Once the little one goes to bed I like to put in a few more hours of writing or sketching out what I want to do the next day.

I hear you, writing with little ones underfoot is always challenging

Q. What inspires you?

So many thing bring me inspiration. From music, to movies, or real life events I hear about. At times even my own life can bring inspiration.

Q. If you weren’t a writer what would you be?

I would still be a stay at home , editing,  and working in the  publishing industry.

Q. Do your characters ever surprise you?

All the time! The contemporary romance I  am currently writing just turned into a paranormal because one of my characters refused to behave.  Sometimes  I feel more like a narrator than a writer.

Lol, I so know that feeling!

Q. What could not do without when you’re writing?

I would say an outline. Even if it’s vague I need to know where I’m headed. That could be a sentence, a paragraph or in some cases a concept in my head.

Q. What words of wisdom do you have for the aspiring authors out there?

Never stop writing. Learn as much as you can, gather betas you trust around you, and take the final leap to submit even though you’re terrified.

Q. Where do you see yourself in ten year’s time?

Wow given my mobile lifestyle it’s hard to say. Hopefully writing full time, marveling at the things my pre-teens are accomplishing, and loving my husband.

Q. Do you have a favourite quote?

Hmm, not really.

Q. Do you ever suffer from writer’s block?

Oh boy, yes. That’s usually a sign that I’ve been burning the candle from both ends of the wick and I need to have a rest. I stop to watch my fav shows, movies, get out of the house and not think about writing. It’s so easy to get caught up in telling my tales I forget how much it takes out of me.

*nods in agreement*

Q. What other books can your readers look forward to?

My book Lessons from the Professor will be releasing on June 4^th.

That's today, folks. Aren't we lucky! 

Q. And finally can you share an excerpt with us?

I’d be happy to.

   She felt heat fill her cheeks as she peered up at him and nodded. The thought of his decadent voice

 directing  her actions  made her panties wet. She’d practically taken to carrying an extra set of

underwear around in her purse when they were together. There was something about him that kept

her  in a constant state of arousal.  She had never been able to put her finger on the reason before,

but now she might have an idea.  She’d always liked a man who made her feel safe and well cared

for. Where she’ d grown up that was what made a man a man. Sure some girls didn’t like the old

fashioned and at times domineering type, but she’d chalked up to city girl versus country. She took a

hasty swallow of her wine before she met his gaze and responded.

“Yes Sidney, I believe I would.  I’d like more … details about what you’d like to try sexually. I- I don’t

have much experience in that department.”

“Have there been … casual partners?” he asked.  He studied her intently as he leaned forward to

caress her jaw with his knuckles.

“No.”

“Good. I’m not sure where things will go between us Sutton, but I can tell you it won’t be casual, and

there will be no one else while I’m with you.”

“Does the same apply for you?”

“Yes. You’ll find I’m a very fair Dom.”  His caresses continued, and trailed down to her throat.

   Breath  hitched in her throat. She pressed her thighs together as her center throbbed painfully.

He’d never taken things any further than kisses, and it’d left her achy and tense.  Pleasuring herself

had become a daily necessity accompanied by an almost violent release with his name on her lips. 

“I- I should tell you something Sid.”

“Yes?”

“There haven’t been any partners.”

“You’re a virgin?”

“Yes, is that a problem?”

“No, we’ll take things slow. There’s plenty  we can do in the meantime. Would you like a

demonstration?”

“God, yes,” she moaned. 

 He gave a low chuckle that made her juices flow like lava. She’d never thought of

herself as brazen, but right now she was fighting down the urge to spread her legs wide and offer up

a buffet of one. No one man should possess this much swagger without trying.

“You’ve been such a good girl pet. So patient while you settled for kisses and a light caresses.” 

Sidney leaned in to kiss the pulse point in her neck, and she dropped her head back onto the couch

to allow him full access. Sutton purred as he sucked the sensitive skin into his mouth. 

“I bet if I slipped my hand underneath your skirt right now you’d be soaking wet wouldn’t you?”

“Ye- yes.”

“Did you touch that tight little pussy of yours while you thought about me?”

“Oh god.”

“Answer me.”

“Yes.”

“Yes what pet. I want to hear you say it.”

“Yes, I touched myself and thought about you.”

“Show me.”

“W-what?”

“Show me how you frig yourself while you think about me.”

“I- I don’t know if I can.”

“You can do it love.” He coaxed. “I want to see that beautiful pussy of yours on display.”

Sutton swallowed as she complied. Her hands shook as she lifted her hips up and pushed her black

pencil skirt up around her waist.

“I’ll take care of these,” he said.  He hooked his thumbs into her thong and pulled them down her

Legs and over her heels.

She felt exposed and exhilarated as she opened her thighs and he leaned back to study her. 

“Wider, love.”

 Sutton trembled as she spread her legs shoulder length apart and he growled his approval.

“It’s just you and me here, nothing we do together is wrong.”  

She bit her bottom lip, feeling nervous as she allowed her hands to creep down to her slick folds.

“That’s a good girl.”

There was something satisfying about the gleam of approval in his dark eyes as he watched her finger dip inside to get a sample of her honey. She brought the liquid back to circle around her swollen nub. She felt like a hare in the path of a cobra as she continued to drive herself higher and higher, unable to look away from his eyes.

“ Put your fingers inside that tight cunt.” Her breath came in pants as she moved her fingers inside her slick channel.

“That’s it. You wish it was my thick cock don’t you.”

“Ooh!”

“Answer me.”

“YES!”

“You’re obeying nicely pet, for that you deserve a reward.”

 “A reward?” she rasped.

“Yes.  This time, I’ll let you come.” She bit down on her lip as her fingers pounded into her weeping

pussy double time. Her hips rose up to add extra friction and within seconds she was coming harder

then she ever had in her life, screaming his name.  A feeling of shame and embarrassment washed

over her as the haze of arousal faded. How could she do that in front of him?

“I’d like nothing more than to bury myself between your thighs and taste you right now, but it’s not

time for that yet.  This was about giving you a sample of what it would mean to be with me.”  He

words were even, and gentle as he leaned forward to ease her skirt back down her body to rest just

at her knees. 

He smoothed out non-existent wrinkles before he moved to sit beside her, gathering her close to his

side as he stroked her hair.

 “Did you enjoy yourself pet?”

“Yes, but what about you?”

“Your pleasure is my own.”

“But you didn’t –.” she trailed off.

“Come ? No. I want you to be sure about your decision when we take that next step, because once I

taste you and make you mine, there’ll be no turning back.”

 *fans self furiously*

I so need to read this! Thanks so much for sharing with us today, Shyla.

Thanks to Doris for having me over for a chat, and you the reader for taking the time to ramblings and commenting to enter the giveaway.

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