TD Hassett and the Awkward After or “Round Two: The Post Sex Scene”

I am TD Hassett and I write romance novels with explicit sex. There I said it and now I can move on. That is just the thing though, I write the attraction, the buildup, the sex and then the right after.  Eventually I have to get the couple to take that leap from love to lust and part of that equation is the post coital scene. I don’t want to get too personal but post passion in our day-to-day lives is often less exotic/chaotic than in a romance novel.

For fun, I narrowed down the story options to the three most likely scenarios.  They all have interesting plot potential.  My favorite is the post sex that leads to more sex.  Hero and heroine should be all lusted out but sure enough; they go at it again in an even more erotic manner. Yummy.  The second option involves some deep discussion of past hopes and hurts. This conversation deepens the intimacy of the couple and may lead to future conflict.  The final scenario is the blow out fight that frequently ends with one partner slamming the door in a don’t call me ever again manner.  This is definitely hot on conflict and can do wonders to the plot or totally ruin any chance of a happily ever after.

No matter how the after sex scene plays out it is always delicious.  Please enjoy the excerpt of my recent release below the blurb.

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Darling Roberts is going back to the lake house her mother disappeared from thirteen years ago. She needs to decide to stay or sell. The locals believe the place cursed, but her best friend thinks it would be a blast to spend the weekend there before heading to Europe. BFF Madison is determined to set Darling up, even if that means dragging a recently widowed rock-and-roll drummer to the scene of a murder.

Ross Daniels has a secret. He can’t stand the pitying looks well-wishers have given him since his wife’s accidental death. The European leg of the Becket tour can’t come soon enough. A weekend stay at a mutual friend’s lake house seems like a decent way to kill a couple of days before hopping a plane, at least until he spends some time with temptation herself.

Passions ignite and Ross feels his heart beginning to beat again. Darling isn’t who he thought she was, and he can’t get enough of her sweet soul and lush curves. Darling is determined to take charge of her life, and the lake house is just the place to begin. Ross is a scrumptious distraction, but she knows she has to keep things in perspective. Why would a world-famous drummer want to hang out with her in a small town even the locals want her run out of?

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And just after making love…

Ross balanced his forehead onto her head, kissing her eyelids, her nose, and her mouth. With a reluctant sigh, he slid himself out of her and walked to the bathroom to dispose of the condom. She’d done it, and it hadn’t been a disaster. She’d made him scream in pleasure, and she’d been closer to her own release than ever before. Maybe she just needed practice. He was back by her side at the couch in an instant, and she looked up at him with giddy joy. He was too beautiful with clothes on, but without, he was breathtaking. Six feet of all finely muscled man, tanned and inked with just the one earing and nipple piercing, stood before her. He swiped a hand through his shaggy hair tangled down to his shoulders. His penis was still erect, and she couldn’t stop herself from reaching out to stroke it. He hissed through his teeth and grabbed her hand, raising it up to his lips to suck on her finger.

“Come and lie with me,” he entreated. “It’s late but I really want to see if I can get you to come.” Such a seductive voice could lead her to hell, and she would look forward to the trip.

“I need a minute in the bathroom. I’ll join you in a sec.”

She finished her washing and studied her reflection. She looked pink-cheeked, and her hair was beyond mussed. She grabbed her hair brush and tried to pull a few of the tangles out. She entered his room pleased to see him reclined on the bed. She grabbed one of his T-shirts and pulled it over her head. It hung down to the middle of her thighs and smelled just like him. She could wear this forever. She turned back to the bed, noticing that he was poking through the “box” of the previous day.

“Maybe something in here would do the trick?” he asked, spinning the handcuffs around his index finger.

“I wasn’t kidding yesterday. That’s stuff that Madison left as a joke for me mostly. She knew it would make me blush wild when I found it.” She sat on the bed, a bit curious as to all the things in there despite her protests.

He leaned over and kissed her, pulling back to look into her eyes. “That was incredible, but one thing would have made it earth shattering.”

“What?” she asked, suddenly feeling shy and insecure.

“Getting to watch you come all over me.” He gave her another quick kiss. She felt her face heat up and knew she was blushing bright red. Damn pale skin.

“I can’t. I mean I never have and I’ve tried.” She ducked her head down, hoping he wouldn’t ask more questions. Not likely.

“Hey, you don’t have to be embarrassed.” He pulled her gaze up to his twinkling green eyes. “Sometimes it takes practice and time to learn what your body wants. And you are in luck.”

“Why am I in luck?”

“’Cause I want to study your body until I earn a PhD in Darling’s pleasure spots. We will just keep on trying and maybe pulling a few of these toys out until we figure out what works.” He nodded toward the box again.

“Hmm, sounds intriguing, but I’ve used stuff—you know, by myself—and it didn’t work. I’m broken.” She shrugged. “Although I don’t even know what some of that stuff is.”

He laughed and dumped the contents onto the bed. “Good thing this isn’t my first rodeo. Let your new education begin, Ivy League.”

About the Author

TD HassettT.D. Hassett grew up reading the romance greats—Jackie Collins, Julie Garwood, and Judith McNaught. She was certain that life should be like a romance novel, with lots of passion, some incredible adventures, and a guaranteed happily ever after. She attended college in New England, earning a B.A. in History and an M.S. in Clinical Psychology before changing her mind again and studying education. Currently Ms. Hassett lives in Connecticut with her very patient husband and two young children. Her rambunctious family shares their home with three crazy cats and a darling golden retriever named Delilah. Her eccentric relatives and their quest to make her feel like the only normal nut in the family tree inspire her writing.

Visit her at http://tdhassett.wordpress.com — She loves to hear from readers!

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3 thoughts on “TD Hassett and the Awkward After or “Round Two: The Post Sex Scene”

  1. Pingback: TD Hassett and the Awkward After or “Round Two: The Post Sex Scene” | TD Hassett

  2. Interesting excerpt. I like your favourite, the sex scene that leads to more is a great one to work on and to read. It’s always interesting to see how other people approach their intimate scenes.

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