Hello and welcome!
Today I have a hunk I met not long ago as a secondary character and I wasn’t really impressed with him, although he made only a brief appearance.
Well… I WAS SO WRONG *fanning face* where is my bucket of ice? MaryM!!!! Where is my ice bucket??? 😛
Without further ado, please welcome Race!
*look at HIS skill… DAYUM*
What is your full name?
Race Lindstrom. That’s the name I go by these days. My mother called me, Tiermes after the Scandinavian god of thunder and rain.
Do you have a nickname?
No. Though Astrid has been known to call me a number of variations on Jerkwad.
She is quite inventive LOL
What is one word best describes you?
I’m not sure there is one word to describe me. Resourceful. Secretive. Divinely powerful. Astrid would say “manipulative” because I don’t trust people easy. I’ve had to make my own way in the world for a long time, and find my own solutions to my problems. But that has changed since she came into my life. So now I’d say, blessed.
Describe what you are wearing now to our readers.
Really? You’ve been sneaking peeks at my he points at his crotch so I think you know I’m not big on clothes. I’m not embarrassed, but if nudity is an issue for you, I can put some pants on.
Not on my account. I kind of like the view and I do practice naturism, so not an issue at all. 😉
Do you think the author portrayed you accurately?
Yes. I didn’t want to share my secrets with her or anyone else in the world. I wanted to keep them hidden forever. My grief and shame over the things I’ve done are not something I wanted everyone to see. But Felicity knew Astrid would never agree to a relationship if secrets were involved, so…I was forced to open up and face my greatest fears. In the end it turned out all right. I’m still in one piece. No, I’m better than that. With Astrid in my life, for the first ever I feel whole.
What makes you laugh out loud?
The sound of children laughing. It’s music to my ears.
What is your favourite dessert?
Fresh Swedish strawberries dipped in elderflower whipped cream.
Elderflower whipped cream? Never had it, but my Father used to make lemonade from elderflowers, love the taste.
What is your favourite drink?
Water. Pure, clear water. I stay away from alcohol as it makes me unfocussed and that’s a dangerous thing for someone like me. I could seriously hurt someone by causing a storm to happen if I lost control.
What is your greatest fear?
Losing Astrid’s trust. It was a precious thing to gain. I never want to hurt her ever again.
What is your favourite colour?
Astrid’s creamy skin when she blushes while she orgasms. It’s sort of a warm rose colour that spreads between her breasts and up her neck. Very beautiful.
What do you wear when you go to sleep?
Absolutely nothing. But I prefer Astrid.
What is the perfect romantic date?
Holding hands with Astrid as we walk through a park, listening to children play. I’d bring a basket and blanket for a picnic and feed her the sweetest strawberries she’s ever tasted. Then hold her in my arms and tell her how much I love her until the end of time.
are you melting yet??? sigh
How ticklish are you? Where are you ticklish?
I’m not ticklish. Sorry to disappoint you, but I’m not.
What’s your favourite smell? What does it remind you of?
Astrid. Undiluted, honey-warm Astrid. It reminds me of…well, I don’t want to embarrass her, so I will decline to say.
When you look at a woman what catches your interest?
I’ve always been drawn to tall, leggy women. But I only recently realized the reason was because I’ve been searching for Astrid all my life. Now I’ve found her, she’s the only woman who catches my interest, now and for eternity.
Do you have somebody in your life now?
Astrid Bitten. My soul mate. My goddess.
sigh… lucky Astrid…
What is one word best describes her?
Beautiful. The most beautiful woman in the world. Inside and out. She is the light in my life. And very stubborn…
Is your book part of a series? What does the future hold for the readers of the series?
Yes, the series is Little Miss Kick-Ass. Felicity apparently thought that would be a catchy series title because who doesn’t want to read about strong-minded women?
The first story is called Steam Bunny after the graphic novel that Casey Jackson and Lucas Haskell create together in the book. That story is about Casey and Lucas, but it’s important because that’s where I first meet them and find the woman I’ve been searching for all my life, Astrid Bitten.
The next story is a short one, called Super-Sex Me, currently part of the Just Desserts anthology. It’s about the afternoon that Astrid and I met and how I seduced her into sleeping with me. It’s an afternoon I will always remember. Especially the taste of strawberries on her skin and the sounds she made when she came. Again and again and again.
What’s next? I’m guessing after Casey gives birth to the twins, we’ll all be coming back to the Ice Hotel in Sweden for a wedding. I’m filming it for my reality TV show. Then Lucas and she are off for a honeymoon. I know Astrid is excited to look after the babies while Casey and Lucas are away, which is nice to see. I love the way her eyes glow with pleasure. I think she thinks babysitting will give us practice for…well, I’m not going to jinx it and say. Like I said, I’ve learned to keep my secrets.
Thanks for having me, it’s been fun, but I really need to get back to work. Running a multi-billion dollar entertainment business keeps me busy. But maybe I’ll check on Astrid first. It’s been all morning since I told her how much I love her and gave her a kiss.
Thank you Race for chatting with me. Hugs to Astrid, she is awesome!
Thanks for dropping by and I hope you enjoyed the chat as much as I obviously did 😛
As Race mentioned, he hails from “Fit To Be Tied”, book 2 in the “Little Miss Kick-Ass” Series by Felicity Kates. If you remember I had Lucas for a chat recently, check it out, if you missed it, here.
Release day is July 31, 2015 YAY
Content warning: contains voyeurism, light ménage, explicit sex scenes, graphic language, profanity, may trigger readers sensitive to miscarriage.
He was the villain in Steam Bunny. The superhero lover in Super-Sex Me. Now find out what deep dark secrets make Race Lindstrom Fit To Be Tied in the latest erotic romance novella in the Little Miss Kick-Ass series.
1 Viking sex god + 1 kick-ass heroine = 130 pages full of hot sex scenes, snappy dialogue and heart-aching romance. Grab a glass of wine, a fan to cool yourself, and a box of tissues. You’re going to need it.
From bestselling author, Felicity Kates, the Little Miss Kick-Ass series continues.
Casey’s BFF, Astrid Bitten, takes center stage this time with her nemesis, Race Lindstrom.
Is love written in the stars by the gods, or just a fantasy?
He’s a liar. A manipulative ass. He doesn’t deserve a second chance. Yet I can’t stop thinking about him and that night we shared in Chicago four weeks ago. He dominates my dreams, making me want him more each day. Trapped with him at an Ice Hotel in Sweden, do I have a hope in hell of resisting him? Maybe not, but I’ll kick his ass if he ever calls me his goddess again.
She’s the love of my life, my dream, the goddess I’ve been waiting an eternity for. I know she hates me for the deceptive life I’ve led, but I want to give her everything she’s ever craved, fill each second of her life with bliss. But…trapped for a weekend in the place where my life went to hell, how can I avoid the nightmare that haunts me? Not to mention the ass-kicking Astrid will give me when she discovers the darkest secret of my past.
Steamy excerpt (readers 18+) if you are under 18 or this type of reading offends you, please skip it!
“I never lied to you,” I say with as much conviction as I can put into my voice without resorting to using my unique gift in persuasion. If she’s going to trust me, she needs to do so on her own.
“No? So sleeping with me to get a deal with my best friend was what? Honest business?” Her eyes flash with anger as she speaks in hushed tones. “You used me, Race. Just like you’re using me now for this stupid reality TV show. If I didn’t love Casey and Lucas so much, there’s no way in hell I’d ever be here as part of this wedding crap. So just shove it with your games and your lies.”
Crossing her arms over her chest, she settles back against her seat and resumes looking out her window.
So edgy and untrusting. Not that I can blame her, but damn. How can I explain to her any differently than the few hundred times I’ve already tried? What will it take to get her to understand, without using my gods-given gift of influence, that meeting her at that Fan Expo convention changed my life forever?
Yes, I went there for business. Yes, my intention was to swindle a deal. And, yes, I set out to do so by compromising the fiery relationship between Lucas and Casey. But it wasn’t the Buxom Bunny who caught my eye.
Maybe I should have ignored my attraction for Astrid and kept on walking by. Saved us from the pain we’re experiencing now by keeping everything strictly business. But being around her eased the lonely ache, even as it twisted it with memories best left buried. And I couldn’t deny the startling realization, which imprinted on my body that first intensely erotic night we shared, that maybe, just maybe, the gods have handed me a precious second chance.
I’ll be damned before I’ll let that go, no matter how stubborn she is.
“I fell in love with you.” It’s the honest truth, but the mistake in saying so is obvious the moment the words blurt from my mouth.
“Oh, please,” she scoffs as she stiffens in her chair, clearly offended by the idea. “Don’t start with that bullshit. That’s low, even for you.”
“It’s not bullshit.”
“No?” She presses her fingers to her temples and sucks in a breath, fighting for calm. “Do you even know what love is, Race?” she asks, her patronizing tone loaded with anger as she folds her hands in her lap.
I’ve felt the pleasure of it burn in my chest, seeming so long ago now, at Charity’s first shy kiss. And I’ve felt the absolute agony of it as the body of my wife grew cold in my arms. The rage and helplessness of knowing, that even with all the unique power I was born with, there was nothing I could do to stop death.
Yes, I have loved. And I vowed never to fall victim to the gut-wrenching insanity again. Yet here I am, more insane than ever, at the mercy of Astrid’s rejection.
White knuckled, her hands grip the armrests as the plane banks toward Kiruna. Out of the corner of my eye, the small city looms large in the window, but if Astrid notices the dazzling view, it doesn’t show. Her nostrils flare, her gaze fixed squarely on me.
“We fucked, Race. You got what you wanted. I learned my lesson. End of story. So stop trying to prove what a con you are. I get it.”
No, she didn’t get it. Not by a long shot.
“Just tell me one thing,” I say and wait for her to stop rolling her eyes and settle her gaze on mine again. “Before you knew my name. When you thought I was just some guy in a costume. How did it feel when we were together?”
Exciting. Beautiful. Alive.
I see the truths we both experienced flash within her eyes before her expression turns hot with shame. She sucks in a breath and blinks, her chin lifting slightly. Wary. Distrustful.
She opened for me so briefly, but the beauty I saw within her stole my heart. My crumpled, damaged heart. Does she think I enjoy feeling this vulnerability? This painful re-awakening?
“It was fun. That was all,” she snaps.
“That wasn’t all.” Not even remotely. One day soon I’ll have to explain the full extent of my secrets to her as I’m certain she must already have questions about her own. But first, she needs to trust me. “Now who’s lying, Astrid?” I can’t help prodding.
She felt the recognition in her soul. I saw it in her eyes and smile when she looked at me the moment we met at the convention. I saw it in her dreams while she slept beside me that one precious night we shared.
Before the so-called truth of my narcissistic business identity intruded, and the callous shell I worked so hard to build out of my loss and pain came back to bite me. Hard.
Race Lindstrom: professional asshole and womanizer.
The betrayal I knew she would feel as soon as she recognized my name took root with swift, uncompromising fury. She clings to it now as a shield. But it’s a shield I fully intend to crack. Swiftly. And without mercy.
Whether she wants to accept it or not, she is mine.
“Do me a favor, Race? Don’t talk to me for the rest of this trip. Don’t look at me. Don’t touch me. Just leave me the hell alone.”
“I can’t. You were right about one thing, Astrid.” I lick my lips as her own purse in frustration. “I am a selfish bastard. I love you. I want you. And I won’t stop until you are moaning my name with my cock buried deep inside you. Bliss, sweetheart. I’m going to give you bliss or die trying.”
My review will be up soon. I can tell you it will get 5 stars from me.
Other books by Felicity Kates
Steam Bunny available free on Kindle Unlimited for the summer (or winter depending on which hemisphere you are).
Super-Sex Me available free on Kindle Unlimited as part of the Just Desserts anthology of sexy bite-sized erotic stories.
Links are below to keep in touch with Ms. Kates and her books, give her a like and if you chat with her, say hello from me.
One lucky commenter will win an ebook copy of Fit To Be Tide, courtesy of Ms. Kates. The winner will be chosen by Sexy Mr. Random after 3pm EST on Friday, July 31, 2015. Good luck!
To celebrate the release, there is a Facebook party on Friday, July 31, 2015 and Ms. Kates is giving away copies of her book. So stop in at the party for a chance to win awesome prizes and schmooze with some of your favorite authors who will be there too: Shehanne Moore, Anne Lange, Renea Mason, Zara Cox, Rissa Blakeley. Click on this link to take you to the party.
Whoohoo party time!
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