Here at the Menagerie, we're thrilled to welcome author Myla Jackson on tour with her HAWT menage, "Boots and Leather" from Samhain Publishing. Folks, read through her interview and comment because you could win an eBook copy of Sex Ed or or Boots and Chaps! Myla is giving one away to a randomly drawn commenter during the tour. Want more chances to win a yummy book? Click here for her list of tour stops.
Now... let's get down to business.
Myla, describe yourself in three words.
Wicked, fun, creative
I do like the sound of those! Now, cast your book. Tell us who would play the main characters in a movie and why.
Libby: Emma Stone - She's a red-head and kick-ass like Libby.
Mark and Luke - Joe Manganiello (from Magic Mike) - he's tall, dark and could be made up to look like Kiowa Indian Cowboys. Of course there would have to be a double in the sex scenes since Joe would have to play both twins! If not him, the Siva from THE WANTED. He's got the face, just gotta be sure he's tall enough. Whew, hot!
What’s your favorite love scene from a movie?
I love a love scene that hits you in the heart. Ones like in Affair to Remember when he discovers she's paralyzed. In You Got Mail when Meg Ryan sees Tom Hanks and is glad it's him. I also loved in The Ugly Truth when Gerard Butler and Katherine Heigl get in the balloon and are arguing and before she realizes it, he's said he loves her. There are so many great love scenes and though I write sexy stories, it's not all about the sex that makes a great love scene. It's all about the heart. In BOOTS AND LEATHER, the best love scene in the book is when the twins offer themselves and an open door to Libby.
What’s your wildest fantasy?
Would love to lie naked on a beach with two guys who look like Joe Manganiellos or go to that pool in BOOTS AND LEATHER where the twins treat Libby to wet sex. I guess I write my fantasies. I love writing because I live my character's lives and live out their fantasies. What better job is there in the world?
I completely agree! If you were to lose one of your senses, which would you rather lose and why?
I guess I never thought about losing a sense. I guess it would be the sense of smell, although I love to smell the scent of a man who's fresh from the shower, dripping and clean and I'm a foody who loves all the wonderful scents of cooking and who doesn't like the smell of a puppy or baby powder or the scent of freshly cut grass. Then again, I like to be able to see where I'm going and appreciate the art of a beautiful body (male or female) and the wonder of the snow-capped mountains. I like to hear what's being said, the sound of a baby crying, my children's voices when they call to say hello. I could go on about each of the senses and I try to use all of the senses to help my readers "see" from my characters' points of view. It makes the reading experience more real.
What is the naughtiest thing you did as a kid?
As a teen, I went to my first bar when I was 15. It was the disco days of the 70's and I loved to dance. An older friend of mine dragged me off to the local VFW where we drank White Russians and danced with a couple of old guys. It was fun sneaking in and only the beginning of my run on the bars playing disco. Again, I loved to dance and wanted to go where the music was. That happened to be 40 miles away in Hot Springs, Arkansas where you could find me every Friday and Saturday night.
Time for some Quickies:
Boxers or Briefs? Boxers, things can hang looser, oh yeah!
Top or Bottom? Both! It's fun either way.
Pajamas or nude? Nude! Something sexy about lying nude on the sheets.
Hairy chests or smooth? Both! Love to see a sexy Greek god-like man with the smooth chest, but then I like to run my fingers through the coarse curls too.
Alpha or Beta? Both! I love a good Alpha with attitude and strength. But I love a sensitive guy who knows what it takes to please a woman.
Myla, thanks for being here with us today. Let's hear a little about "Boots and Leather" before you head out.
Eight months ago, Libby Jones parked her motorcycle in Temptation, Texas, to work at the Ugly Stick Saloon. Since then she’s grown to love the bar’s feeling of family, but now it’s time to hit the road. The longer she stays, the greater the risk her father’s investigators will track her down.
Yet she can’t resist taking the Gray Wolf twins up on their offer to go riding on their ranch. Even though getting involved should be the last thing on her mind.
Ever since Libby landed at the Ugly Stick, Mark and Luke Gray Wolf have been trying to capture her attention. She's blown them off at every turn, until now. Their plan: expose her to the delights only twins can provide—and persuade her to stay for the long haul.
Libby’s longing for a life she can’t have makes her delay her departure just a heartbeat too long. Her hesitation gives her past time to walk through the saloon door, and all hell to break loose. Now the twins have a fight on their hands to teach her that being free doesn’t mean she can’t let go of her heart.
Warning: Welcome back to the Ugly Stick Saloon. Pull up a chair and set a spell, you're gonna wanna hear this tale about two hot Kiowa twins and a leather-clad biker chick. Multiple partners, a little BDSM, and one skinny-dippin' scene so hot it’ll make the pages sizzle!
Audrey laughed. “Did Mark and Luke talk you into an outing?” She patted Libby on the back. “Babe, you’re in for a real treat.”
“That’s what they said.” A tingle of excitement threatened to grow inside Libby’s body.
A secret smile lifted Audrey’s lips. “The two of them are amazing together.”
Her frown deepening, Libby glanced across at her boss. “And you know that how?”
Audrey’s lips quirked upward in a smirk. “Did I tell you the story of how they got me and Jackson together?” She slipped her arm around Libby’s shoulder and walked her slowly into the bar.
“No, you didn’t.”
Audrey touched a finger to her own lips. “Hmm. Maybe I shouldn’t, and let you discover for yourself why those two are phenomenal.”
Libby’s core tightened, a wash of moisture trickling out of what she’d thought was her dried-up pussy, shocking her more than she cared to admit. She marched the rest of the way to the bar and took up her bar towel. “I’ve a good mind to cancel.”
“No way,” Audrey called out.
Her heart sped and pressure pushed against her chest, the sure signs of the beginnings of an anxiety attack.
Audrey laid a hand on her arm. “You have to go on that picnic. I promise you won’t regret it.”
Forcing a smile for the next customer, Libby muttered beneath her breath, “I think I already am.” Yeah, yeah. Then why did a shiver of anticipation spread throughout her body?