Forbidden… Hmmm, I like the sound of that word. It always conjures up images of bad, very naughty things that I really shouldn’t be doing… It makes me think of men that are off limits to me, which just makes me want them even more. Hasn’t there ever been someone in your life that you knew you couldn’t have, yet you just couldn’t stay away from them? Someone who made you imagine things so hot and sexy, sweaty and sensual… Oh goodness me, it’s getting hot in here and I haven’t even mentioned the story for today. I may be in trouble…
Brotherly Devotion by goldentemptress is a story so smoldering hot that it will set your girlie parts on fire, and you’ll curse anyone that might try to douse you with water. I found this story after a friend of mine gave me the link, insisting that I read it immediately. Oh good heavens was I glad I did. Never before had I heard of a china closet, or the wonderful things that could happen inside of one. What began as a one shot has turned into a full blown story of passion, betrayal, deception, tenderness, and flat out lustful need.
Bella is happily married to her college sweetheart, or is she? Emmett Cullen was perfection in her eyes, but a few years into wedded bliss, things aren’t as rosy as they once seemed. Bella is isolated, lonely, and frustrated with her life, and it’s at that moment that Edward Cullen enters. Edward is Emmett’s younger brother who has a lot in common with his slightly older sister in law. The friendship that Edward and Bella strike up seems innocent at first—just two people enjoying shared interests, spending time talking about their lives, and complaining about the person that has linked them to one another. Before long, things start to take a new turn, feelings start to get a little unclear, and Bella begins to wonder if friendship is the only thing Edward is offering her. After one hot and steamy night together, Bella and Edward embark on an illicit affair that, if discovered, could ruin both of their lives completely. Will they be able to keep their feelings hidden from questioning eyes? Will Bella ever figure out what is going on with Emmett? Is Edward really as innocent as he seems to be? And honestly, how many places can these two have sex, because every new place they do it is better than the last!
Give in to your naughty side and jump feet first into Brotherly Devotion. The story is incredible, so angsty and sinful that you’ll be hot and bothered before you know it. And really, who could resist a focused, flirty, and fornicating Edward? I know I can’t. No need for a fire extinguisher for me, I’m happily devoted and burning over this tale.
Brotherly Devotion by goldentemptress is a story so smoldering hot that it will set your girlie parts on fire, and you’ll curse anyone that might try to douse you with water. I found this story after a friend of mine gave me the link, insisting that I read it immediately. Oh good heavens was I glad I did. Never before had I heard of a china closet, or the wonderful things that could happen inside of one. What began as a one shot has turned into a full blown story of passion, betrayal, deception, tenderness, and flat out lustful need.
Bella is happily married to her college sweetheart, or is she? Emmett Cullen was perfection in her eyes, but a few years into wedded bliss, things aren’t as rosy as they once seemed. Bella is isolated, lonely, and frustrated with her life, and it’s at that moment that Edward Cullen enters. Edward is Emmett’s younger brother who has a lot in common with his slightly older sister in law. The friendship that Edward and Bella strike up seems innocent at first—just two people enjoying shared interests, spending time talking about their lives, and complaining about the person that has linked them to one another. Before long, things start to take a new turn, feelings start to get a little unclear, and Bella begins to wonder if friendship is the only thing Edward is offering her. After one hot and steamy night together, Bella and Edward embark on an illicit affair that, if discovered, could ruin both of their lives completely. Will they be able to keep their feelings hidden from questioning eyes? Will Bella ever figure out what is going on with Emmett? Is Edward really as innocent as he seems to be? And honestly, how many places can these two have sex, because every new place they do it is better than the last!
Give in to your naughty side and jump feet first into Brotherly Devotion. The story is incredible, so angsty and sinful that you’ll be hot and bothered before you know it. And really, who could resist a focused, flirty, and fornicating Edward? I know I can’t. No need for a fire extinguisher for me, I’m happily devoted and burning over this tale.
We couldn't escape each other, it was fate. I knew that, he knew that, and if it didn't happen now, it was going to happen eventually.
At least if it was happening here, and while Emmett was out of town, we weren't going to get caught. Maybe if I just got this out of my system, it would go away. The temptation of the forbidden fruit would be lost and I could just walk away. Sure it would be awkward, but he was young; he probably had dozens of conquests vying for his affections.
I was just steps away from him now, his tall form leaning over on the concrete wall of the balcony. He was wearing a form fitting gray t-shirt and dark wash jeans slung low enough on his hips for me to see that there wasn't anything underneath them.
My heart was threatening to beat out of my chest as I stepped closer to him; he was still oblivious to my presence with the sound of traffic wafting up from the city below. I could feel a small trickle of sweat slide down the side of my neck and along my shoulder as I stepped closer to him. The August heat was billowing into the room through the doorway, but that wasn't why I was sweating. I was sweating because I was steps away from changing my entire life.
There was no going back from this. If I made this decision, if I let this happen, it would never be the same. Even if no one ever found out about this, I would know, and we would continue to share this secret every time we saw each other from now on. Holidays, birthdays, weddings, every single time we were in the same room together I would inevitably flash back to what happened this night, in this room, with this man.
I closed my eyes and took the last few steps towards him, immediately feeling the warm wind blowing along my bare shoulders, making the hem of my dress ripple as I reached out to touch his shoulder.
I could see the muscles of his back tense as I made contact with him, and his hand immediately left the railing and covered mine. It eclipsed mine in both its size and warmth and I shivered at the contact of our skin. I was immediately doused in this warm sensation stemming from my hand, and it ignited a fire within me that threatened to destroy me; it probably would as long as I allowed this to continue.
"Bella," he whispered as he pulled on my hand and turned to face me. The way he said my name was intoxicating. I had heard it everyday of my life, but when he said it, it sent shock waves through my entire body. His deep velvety voice was coaxing hidden desires out of me.
He reached over to cup my cheek with his large hand and when my brown eyes met his deep green ones, I couldn't help the involuntary shudder that swept down my spine as I took in the beauty of the man before me. I had met him when he was an awkward teenager, but now he was anything but. He was a tall, lean, strong man who seemed to be able to see to the very depths of my soul. His hair was tousled more than normal and I could tell that it was because he had been running his hands through it like he always did when he was nervous.
"Edward, I….." I breathed out as he continued to look lustfully into my eyes, the coarse pad of his thumb sweeping across my cheekbone.
A long pale finger came up to my lips to silence me and before I could try to move it away, it was replaced with two warm, full, insistent lips. I moaned at the contact and instinctively parted my lips as they moved with his, increasing the fire coursing through my veins. His strong arms encircled my waist and pulled me flush against him, our bodies pressed up against each other as if they were one.
The feel of his chiseled torso and his evident desire for me pressed up against my hip set a frenzy in motion. My hands immediately buried themselves in his luxurious bronze locks. I had always wondered what it would feel like to touch them and the reality of it didn't disappoint.
I was surrounded with his heady masculine scent and it increased the flow of moisture between my legs. The trip up the elevator set my body in motion, and every touch, every brush of our lips together was fueling me further. I couldn't stop now, my body wouldn't let me, and as his hands moved down to my cup my thighs, every objection I had was instantly thrown out the window.
His long slender fingers dug into my flesh as his lips left mine and he drug them down my cheek, along my jaw, down my neck, and I gasped in surprise when they latched onto the sensitive skin above my collarbone. My hips bucked towards his instinctively and he growled against my neck as his hands slipped under the hem of my dress, finding purchase on the exposed skin just below the lace of the garter belt.
"Shit Bella, what are you wearing?" he grunted as his fingers fumbled with the straps holding my stockings up.
Coherent thoughts, much less speech, were out of the question at that point and I hopelessly whimpered as his fingers released the clasps on the back of the garter belt and he squeezed the newly exposed skin while using his nose to push aside the tiny strap of my dress.
At least if it was happening here, and while Emmett was out of town, we weren't going to get caught. Maybe if I just got this out of my system, it would go away. The temptation of the forbidden fruit would be lost and I could just walk away. Sure it would be awkward, but he was young; he probably had dozens of conquests vying for his affections.
I was just steps away from him now, his tall form leaning over on the concrete wall of the balcony. He was wearing a form fitting gray t-shirt and dark wash jeans slung low enough on his hips for me to see that there wasn't anything underneath them.
My heart was threatening to beat out of my chest as I stepped closer to him; he was still oblivious to my presence with the sound of traffic wafting up from the city below. I could feel a small trickle of sweat slide down the side of my neck and along my shoulder as I stepped closer to him. The August heat was billowing into the room through the doorway, but that wasn't why I was sweating. I was sweating because I was steps away from changing my entire life.
There was no going back from this. If I made this decision, if I let this happen, it would never be the same. Even if no one ever found out about this, I would know, and we would continue to share this secret every time we saw each other from now on. Holidays, birthdays, weddings, every single time we were in the same room together I would inevitably flash back to what happened this night, in this room, with this man.
I closed my eyes and took the last few steps towards him, immediately feeling the warm wind blowing along my bare shoulders, making the hem of my dress ripple as I reached out to touch his shoulder.
I could see the muscles of his back tense as I made contact with him, and his hand immediately left the railing and covered mine. It eclipsed mine in both its size and warmth and I shivered at the contact of our skin. I was immediately doused in this warm sensation stemming from my hand, and it ignited a fire within me that threatened to destroy me; it probably would as long as I allowed this to continue.
"Bella," he whispered as he pulled on my hand and turned to face me. The way he said my name was intoxicating. I had heard it everyday of my life, but when he said it, it sent shock waves through my entire body. His deep velvety voice was coaxing hidden desires out of me.
He reached over to cup my cheek with his large hand and when my brown eyes met his deep green ones, I couldn't help the involuntary shudder that swept down my spine as I took in the beauty of the man before me. I had met him when he was an awkward teenager, but now he was anything but. He was a tall, lean, strong man who seemed to be able to see to the very depths of my soul. His hair was tousled more than normal and I could tell that it was because he had been running his hands through it like he always did when he was nervous.
"Edward, I….." I breathed out as he continued to look lustfully into my eyes, the coarse pad of his thumb sweeping across my cheekbone.
A long pale finger came up to my lips to silence me and before I could try to move it away, it was replaced with two warm, full, insistent lips. I moaned at the contact and instinctively parted my lips as they moved with his, increasing the fire coursing through my veins. His strong arms encircled my waist and pulled me flush against him, our bodies pressed up against each other as if they were one.
The feel of his chiseled torso and his evident desire for me pressed up against my hip set a frenzy in motion. My hands immediately buried themselves in his luxurious bronze locks. I had always wondered what it would feel like to touch them and the reality of it didn't disappoint.
I was surrounded with his heady masculine scent and it increased the flow of moisture between my legs. The trip up the elevator set my body in motion, and every touch, every brush of our lips together was fueling me further. I couldn't stop now, my body wouldn't let me, and as his hands moved down to my cup my thighs, every objection I had was instantly thrown out the window.
His long slender fingers dug into my flesh as his lips left mine and he drug them down my cheek, along my jaw, down my neck, and I gasped in surprise when they latched onto the sensitive skin above my collarbone. My hips bucked towards his instinctively and he growled against my neck as his hands slipped under the hem of my dress, finding purchase on the exposed skin just below the lace of the garter belt.
"Shit Bella, what are you wearing?" he grunted as his fingers fumbled with the straps holding my stockings up.
Coherent thoughts, much less speech, were out of the question at that point and I hopelessly whimpered as his fingers released the clasps on the back of the garter belt and he squeezed the newly exposed skin while using his nose to push aside the tiny strap of my dress.
Mrs. White: **pushes through coffee shop door, walking straight to the counter** Hey GoldenTemptress, I’m finally here!
GoldenTemptress: Oh, no problem, I am just waiting for the cute barista over there to get the whipped cream to put on my chai tea....he's having a little bit of a problem finding it....
MW: Oh, what a nice guy. **notices barista’s ass as he bends over** And nice view too.
GT: Yeah, he is definitely going to be getting a large tip for the show that came with my drink. Yep, the poor boys gotta pay for college somehow.
MW: Great, what should I get? I’ve never been to a coffee shop before. Do they have smoothies? Or liquor? Oh! Berry Smoothies, with Rum. I’ll get one of those!
GT: Well, there is this scary purple couch in the back we could sit at, I always see this brooding college guy sitting at it, he has the most peculiar hair.....
MW: Hmmm, sounds intriguing. **walk back toward the couch** So how did you get started in fan fic?
GT: I had just finished reading Breaking Dawn over Thanksgiving in 2008 and didn't feel that the story was quite finished for me. I started typing random things on the internet and found a Jacob and Nessie story and got drawn in.....
I started out reading AU BD or after fics and then found The Ex Factor by Angel at Twilight. That sucked me into this whole new realm of AH fics. I loved the bad boy Edward and then eventually moved onto fics such as Stay by crimsonmarie, The Arrangement by manyafandom, The Trip Home by mskathy, I could go on and on.
My first venture into writing was in December of 2008, right before Christmas. Embarrassingly enough, it was a Post BD Jacob and Nessie fic.....which I still kinda need to write the last three chapters of. I kinda lost speed near the end of that fic and got totally side-tracked by my venture into AH writing in Socks for Sex that is co-written by Nostalgicmiss. Then a random one-shot I wrote while watching really bad late night television on Lifetime turned into a contest we hosted and that is where Brotherly Devotion/Suite 2226 was born.
MW: **notices giggling college coeds walk in and eye up coffee boy** Hmmm, they look little princesses. Oh, which Disney Princess most closely resembles you?
GT: Um......I would say probably personality wise, Belle. I don't put up with men's crap and like to read. Looks wise, probably Princess Aurora from Sleeping Beauty. I am 5'8 and blonde with green eyes, too bad I don't quite have the banging body anymore (Thanks Baby P).
MW: Ehhhh, kids, I know what you mean. What’s the first story you read?
GT: It was a Jacob and Nessie fic called Making a Claim by sistersydney. Sadly, it was never finished.....
MW: **growls** Oh, I hate that! Yay, here come our drinks! **digs in her purse** Where’s that flask I carry around with me? **pours rum into her smoothie** So, what’s your favorite fan fic story and why?
GT: I don't even know where to begin to answer that one. There are literally hundreds on my alert list. I read entirely too much. The fic that owns me currently is probably High Anxiety by EdwardsBloodType, I am addicted to the hotness that is OCDward. I can't wait for the return of Eddie Masen.....
That story is so complex, and personally I loved all the angst she put into it. I hated that she had to edit her original vision because of some whiny reviewers.
Bella is stuck between being an innocent teen and an adult, and finds this boy that can't give her what she needs to thrive, but she falls in love with him anyways. I love that she isn't a pushover and has a little bit of a kinky side besides still holding firmly onto her V card. I'll admit that I cried right along with Edward in the Vegas chapter, it killed me, and then again with the infamous Tanya fiasco.
MW: So, you know that I know her, right? Me, her, and my neighbor guy…we have a special bond… **fondly remembers a certain evening in a hot tub**
GT: Nice, I love the way she writes Edward, such a hot, brooding, pervy teenage boy... And who wouldn't love a story that has a sparkly peen replica... I tried to get my husband to do that once, he refused...no fun...
MW: Hmmm, men. So how did you come up with the idea for your story?
GT: Like I mentioned earlier, Brotherly Devotion/Suite 2226 was developed one night at 4 am when I couldn’t sleep and wrote a one-shot while watching a really bad Lifetime movie that was about an adulteress/sex addict. Obviously I didn't make Bella a sex addict, but it kind of shaped the whole forbidden affair thing. Everyone expected me to make Jacob the husband, and came out in hoards to yell at me when I made it Emmett. I would probably die if my family ever found out about the story, because while my brother in law is 5 years younger than me, tall and cute, I have absolutely no sexual attraction to him. I knew him when he was a giant goober at 16, ew gross. This story comes completely out of my imagination, because I have never, ever, been unfaithful to anyone, and I love my dear, sweet, goofy husband. He is like an Emmett. Loud, crude and perverted, but loveable.
MW: Yum, I like different pairings… Now, who is your favorite character to write?
GT: As far as Brotherly Devotion, I love Bella, but sometimes she is a little too emo, woe is me. I really like the Edward character, and can't wait to get to his POV, but I have to follow the story through Bella first. He is a lot less innocent than Bella thinks he is. Let’s just say that while he wasn't running around sticking his dick in some co-ed vag, he was having girls fall on their knees for him quite frequently, if ya know what I'm sayin. Remember the comments about him in the dance club during the one-shot/chapter 2, well yeah, he knew exactly what he was doing. There are also some things that he is doing behind the scenes that would ruin the story if Bella knew what was going on. He also curses in his head a lot, and fuck, so do I. :D
MW: What? **almost drops her rummed up smoothie** Oh no, my sweet little Edward isn’t so sweet?
GT: Well, in terms of strictly intercourse, he is still pretty innocent at the beginning of the story, but in other ways, yeah, not so much.
MW: Oh boy… Hey, what’s your favorite tv show from when you were growing up?
GT: I loved David the Gnome when I was really little, he was awesome. I also really liked Doogie Howser, that NPH is a hottie, even if he does like the meatstick.
MW: Hmmm, speaking of NPH, did you see Glee last week? Oh that man…Why are the good ones always gay?
GT: No, sadly I don't watch Glee, the husband vetoed that show, although I did laugh at the one episode I have seen, where the cheerleader's boyfriend actually thinks that he knocked her up in the hot tub...so gullible...
MW: Nice. Hey, is coffee boy flirting with those other girls over there? We gotta find a way to get him back over here.
GT: Hmmm.....I don't know if we can compete with shorts that short. I gave up on showing my ass cheeks off in public sometime during college....
MW: I think our only hope is if he’s a boob man. Luckily we’ve got them beat in that department. Let’s hoist these babies up and see if we can distract him.
GT: Ha...let's be glad that I just had a baby...
MW: **adjust boobs as GT uses her post baby boobs to their full potential** Now, how does it make you feel when people gush over you and your stories?
GT: It makes me feel really good about what I am doing. I write for myself first, and share it with others because it is a rewarding process to know people actually like your work. I am not one of those writers who begs for reviews, and I am still genuinely shocked when I get so many of them. I felt really horrible during my ginormous hiatus while I was pregnant/after Baby P was born, but I have been really lucky that so many readers really liked my first jump back into writing since last fall.
MW: Yeah, I know I was hoping you’d be back soon, I was missing the smutty goodness you write. Wait, this is important, who is your celebrity crush?
GT: Um, do you even really need to ask that? Who doesn't want a little "just the tip" action with Robert Pattinson. Ok, maybe I want a little more than the tip.....and those fingers..... **cue drool**
MW: Oh seriously, those Water for Elephant pictures that came out last week…what a dirty boy he is. And suspenders? Really? I just wanna grab hold of them and…
GT: There is something about seeing Robkowski with a horse that makes me wanna ride things...... **wink**
MW: Yeah, he could take me for a ride any day. **fans self** If you could give one piece of advice to a new author, what would it be?
GT: Don't overwrite a character type. Nobody wants to read about some badass, sexist, domineering, evil Edward and his narcissistic inner dialogue that uses way too many stereotypes towards women and such. Try to think about what you would want to read, and instill that in your characters. This is fan fiction, so don’t forget that there are certain personality traits that you can't disconnect from some characters. Rosalie will never be a warm loving saint, and Esme would never be a serial killer.
MW: Serial killer Esme? Oh, can you even imagine how awesome that would be? She could be like a black widow type, or maybe her and Carlisle as Bonnie and Clyde...
GT: Or maybe she could channel Uma and go all Kill Bill on everyone.
MW: Oh Uma, lucky skank. You saw those pics of her and Rob, right? What I wouldn’t give to have him behind me like that…
GT: I know, damn, Rob is just gonna cause women round the world to spontaneously ovulate for years to cum....I mean, come..... **grin**
MW: Speaking of favorite things, what’s your favorite part about fan fic and the Twilight fandom?
GT: That people are so passionate about what they read. I think that there is a true kindred spirit with all people who read fan fic, with the exceptions of course of people who take things too seriously. It's supposed to be fun people. I also like the Rob Porn, because yeah, he's totally fuckhawt and I swear he caused the spontaneous ovulation involving the conception of my daughter. I got pregnant within days of the release of the shirtless New Moon pics, just sayin.
MW: Oh, who doesn’t love a little RobPorn in the morning? Or afternoon? Or evening? I mean really, is there anytime of day when RobPorn isn’t appropriate?
GT: I think that RobPorn is part of a healthy diet, you need it to keep your heart healthy.
MW: I think I could just live off of Rob. Oh, I almost forgot, what’s your favorite ALMOST curse word?
GT: Frak.....I am a BSG dork, can't help it. I also like to say fudge. My mom always use to say that when I was little when she wanted to curse at people and I thought it was funny to repeat it. I was obviously easily entertained.
MW: **hee-hee** Frak…that makes me giggle. Or maybe it’s the booze. Um, where did that coffee boy get off to? **glances around** Wow, I hadn’t noticed, the music in this place is crap. Speaking of music, do you listen to music while you write?
GT: It depends on the mood I am in. Sometimes I do, but sometimes I need to concentrate and it distracts me. I think that a song called “I Never Told You” by Colbie Caillat has inspired/motivated the back half of Brotherly Devotion.
MW: I’ve heard that song. She reminds me of an angel, for some reason. So, if Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?
GT: Hmmm......maybe, "Welcome to Heaven, we accept you even if you did like to watch too much internet porn." I honestly don't know, that involves too much deep, contemplative thought. It makes my brain hurt.
MW: Well, don’t overextend yourself, you need to be ready for the upcoming chapters that are gonna have lots of smut, right? There are going to be more smutty chapters later…right? I mean, woman cannot live on China Closet and Movie Theater chapters alone.
GT: Well... **lowers voice to a whisper** There may be an homage to the movie Atonement in the chapter around New Years...
MW: Oh crap, seriously?
GT: Mr. Cullen in the Library, with something resembling a candlestick...or maybe a lead pipe... **giggles** Bella definitely won't be getting murdered...but there may be screaming involved...just sayin’.
MW: Oh goodness…is it hot in here?
GT: Maybe its just all the alcohol you consumed... **giggle** Ooohh look, the Barista sure found something to keep him warm tonight. **nods towards front door where coffee boy has his arms around two co-eds**
MW: Screw that, let’s go back to my place. My neighbor guy is home from work and he owes me, he can sit and look pretty while we ogle him.
GT: Sounds good to me... **grins** Hey, look, doesn't that guy look familiar to you, I could swear I have seen him before...I wonder if he dyes his hair that color or... **runs into closed door at front of shop while staring at hot co-ed with bronze colored hair**
MW: He does look familiar…I’m gonna have to come back here. He looks like he’d be into older women…and he could sure get into me.
GT: I don't know, he looks like he might not fit... **wink** But it might be fun to let him try…
Hi Mrs. White..
ReplyDeleteYour interview is always fun to read! :)
LMAO! Rob in WFE.. mmmmm.. ;)
Love the story!
Thank you very much! :0)
Great interview/review as always!