Blog Visit: Erotica author Deep discusses New Debut Release, Naughty Girl


I enjoy my erotica with a storyline so when I was given Naughty Girl to read I was not only pleasantly surprised, I was also turned on. Find out why…

Me: Where did you come up with the name Deep?

Well one must keep some secrets but let’s just says it describes a few things. Physical, mental, even spiritual. I’m deep; and I hope my readers are too. They need to be, to handle it.

Me: Well okay. How would you describe Naughty Girl or your writing in general?

My writing in general can be described as honest, highly erotic, not romantic though there are elements that make you feel that there is some emotion taking place between the people I’m writing. I want my readers to experience pleasure.

Naughty Girl specifically is a chronicle. Kya, the main character is a young woman going through her sexual experimentation phase of womanhood. The result is pulse pounding and hot, sex because Kya seems to have a knack for finding the right partner to screw with. Readers may not like all of the decisions Kya makes, but will have a hard time admitting that each are not worth it for her at this point in her development.

Me: Are there any other projects on the horizon for you and how can readers get in touch with you?

Yes, I have a few projects I’m working on; one is a follow-up to Naughty Girl that will be released by summer. Please look out for it.

I can be found on Facebook as EroticAuthor Deep. Become my friend.

It was a pleasure having you here Deep; thanks for coming.

Here’s an excerpt from Naughty Girl which is on sale NOW!

Ray was my dad’s friend and I wanted him. Despite the twenty-year difference in our ages and the fact that he obviously had so much more experience than my twenty-year-old-self, I still wanted him.

Well my wish came true tonight. The get-together was cancelled. My mom wanted my dad to take her to a natural hair convention. He wasn’t too happy about having to forgo his usual guys’ night, but he never wanted to make my mom unhappy, so he agreed to.

Apparently, my dad wasn’t able to get in touch with everyone to cancel so he instructed me, “If Ray calls or stops by, tell him I’m sorry and I’ll be in touch later to reschedule.”

With an innocent daddy’s girl smile, I told him, “I’ll take care of it, Daddy. Have a good time.”

I had a feeling Ray wouldn’t be calling anyway, and I was right. Ray seemed like the type of guy that wasn’t attached to devices. He showed when he showed, and left when he left.

That night, after mom and dad left, I took a shower and put on my favorite mango scented body butter before dressing in my black skintight boy shorts and a tank top that read Juicy. I made sure my straight long hair was out and flowing around my shoulders and put on my favorite red lip gloss that made my lips look like ripe cherries.

When the doorbell rang at eight on the dot, I took my time going to answer it. I wanted to seem unbothered and unrushed, even though I was giddy and so fuckin’ horny inside. I even went through the trouble of pretending to be on my cell phone, talking to my best friend, Tiana, when I answered the door.

I opened the door with one hand, holding my phone up to my ear with the other and smiled when Ray stood there looking at me like he had been punched in the gut.

“Yeah, I know. We can always go some other time, Tiana,” I said to my fake caller. “I was in the middle of getting dressed, but it won’t be a big deal to come out of these clothes, so don’t even sweat it.”

I looked at Ray and mouthed sorry, as he finally picked up his bottom lip and came through the door and shut it behind him. I pretended to be listening, but I watched as he checked out my ass before I turned to him completely. He looked away quickly and started to move towards the kitchen, which led to the playroom. Now I knew I needed to hurry through my fake call.

“So hey, you go ahead and take your meds and get some sleep and call me when you get over your cold.” And I quickly fake ended the call.

“Hey, sorry about that,” I said to him as I followed him into the kitchen.

“No sweat,” he said, but then turned back around, being sure to keep his eyes up high on my face. “Where’s your dad, Lil Girl? Where’s everyone else?”

“Oh, he didn’t tell you? Your game night is cancelled. He went with my mom to the hair show. She begged him to go …” I trailed off.

“Oh,” he said, seeming troubled. He had no idea what trouble I could get him into if he let me.

“Yeah, he said if you wanted to hang out for a while, you could. He knows you like to get away from the house for a few hours. He thought I’d be going out anyway. But I don’t mind if you stay.”

He seemed even more disturbed for a moment and I hoped I hadn’t pushed too far too soon.

But then he said, “Alright, I’ll hang out for a little while, but not too long. I wouldn’t want to bother you.”

I suppose he wasn’t in a rush to go home to Miss Mousy and I didn’t blame him. Not when he had all of me to look at.

“Now why would you think that? I’ll probably just go upstairs for a little while anyway. But do you want me to get you anything? Anything at all?” I hoped my eyes said what I was thinking. He could have anything he wanted right now. I would be putty.

“Nah, you go ahead, Lil Girl.”

“One of these days you’re going to stop calling me that. I’m not a little girl anymore. Can’t you tell?”

I placed my hand on my curved hip, making sure he got the full picture. There was no little girl in this house. She was long gone.

Ray looked at me more fully then. It was as if he had been trying not to look at me for a long time and he’d finally been granted permission to have his fill.

His eyes trailed a hot path from my cat eyes to my lush lips, to my big tits to my hips and thighs and finally down to my legs. And then he was back to my eyes again.

“No, you aren’t a little girl anymore, are you?”

My lungs could barely fill up with air. This man had made me so slick for him and all he did was look at me. My nipples became rock-hard beneath my tank top and I watched his eyes move down to them. As if sensing my arousal, his nostrils flared, before his dark brown eyes were back to looking into mine.

“But I think I’ll keep calling you that for now.”

Naughty Girl
By Deep

©Deep 2017

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