Original 1966 debut album of The Mamas & the Papas on vinyl. “California Dreamin’” never sounded so good.

EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT: One of the characters in my novel DROWNING performs at a strip club to “Charmer” by Kings of Leon. To better prepare myself in order to write it, I acted out the routine repetitively in front of mirrors. With that in mind, here’s the strip club excerpt…

Mia took a deep breath, looking at herself in the mirror. The lighting in the backstage bathroom shined fluorescently, giving her a pallid look. Either that or she was nervous. She pulled a white lab coat out of her bag along with a pair of safety goggles. She fastened the jacket over her lingerie, feeling the roughness of the fabric over her exposed skin. She strapped on her heels and adjusted the safety goggles, and then she opened the door. “I’m ready.”

“Why are you wearing that?” Josh asked incredulously.

“I needed a gimmick,” she said. “I figured this would work.”

“You know you aren’t supposed to take those from the lab.”

“And you know you aren’t supposed to sleep with the students,” she fired off, stepping around him.

She ignored the startled expression on his once alluring face, and dug into her bag for a CD. “Here,” she said, pushing her bag to him. “Make yourself useful and hold this for me.” She grasped the CD tightly in her hand, motioning at the stagehand. “I have my own music,” she called.

“What track?” he asked, taking it from her.

“There’s only one.”

She took a calming breath, telling herself, You can do this. Her stomach was a jumble of knots; adrenaline surged through her veins. The spotlight called to her, beckoning her to the stage.

The instant King of Leon’s “Charmer” blared over the sound system she knew her body craved the attention, the thrill of it all. She couldn’t deny how much she wanted to cast off the shadow. Not only did she have to prove to Josh she was strong—stronger than he gave her credit for, but she had to prove it to herself.

She stepped out on stage as the intro played. The buzz from the excitement seemed to vibrate against her skin, sending her tantalizing chills. The drums came to life, and she turned her back to the crowd, twisting her body in sync with the pulsing rhythm.

Her body was losing itself to the music. She could feel her heart beating in her chest, and she was freewheeling into a thrill ride. Her breaths echoed in her lungs with erotic moans. She prepared herself, letting the music take control.

As the singer screeched the opening word to the first lyric, she flung her body around, rotating her head seductively. She dipped her shoulders and shimmed, swaying side to side. Following the flow, she pulled off the goggles and shook her hair loose as “whoa” screamed through the speakers.

She strutted down the stage, ripping open the lab coat. Contorting her body, she stuck her chest out and letting the lights catch the sequins on her bustier. She pitched herself forward, letting her hair flip through the air. Snapping back up, she let the coat slip off her arms and onto the stage floor. She dropped to her knees as she rubbed her hands all over her body.

The horde of men whooped and called to her; she couldn’t suppress the smile on her face. I’m doing this, actually doing this, she kept thinking, taking satisfaction in the fact they wanted her, taking pride that every eye was on her.

Slinking across the stage on her hands and knees, she arched her back in pure sexual pleasure. She rolled up to her feet as the music picked up, swishing her hair all about her as she gyrated. Her breathing picked up, matching her heart rate.

Her hands groped at her body, sliding over her chest. She hadn’t planned to bare herself, but her hands had a mind of their own; she unbuttoned the bustier. The crowd’s enticing catcalls only fueled her fire.

The bustier dropped to the floor, exposing her breasts. She moaned from the adrenaline rush, pinching her face into an orgasmic expression. Faster and faster she moved her body, rolling and dipping low as the music quickened. She rode the rhythm with pelvic thrusts.

She reveled in the thrill, the chance to shine. Right then and there, she was second to no one. The spotlights cast away all doubts of shadows, all doubts of inadequacy, all doubts of her not being her own person. She was Mia Burke…and she was most certainly a charmer.
______________________________________

DROWNING is now exclusively available on 
Amazon Kindle and Barnes & Noble NOOK.

Amazon
http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00C8WM1IW

Barnes & Noble
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/drowning-matthew-hubbard/1046430434?ean=2940016546407&isbn=2940016546407

Spending my Friday night with the spectacular, German-import band BOY’s debut album, Mutual Friends, on vinyl. This is “Little Numbers (acoustic),” and I’m in love.

Kings of Leon: “Charmer”

Fun Fact: One of the characters in my book DROWNING performs at a strip club to this song. To better prepare myself in order to write it, I acted out the routine repetitively in front of mirrors. DROWNING will be available to purchase soon.

“What’s going on here? This is just the difference between… It’s the battle between the body and the soul—the spirit and what’s needed here. What I intend to do now is I’m going to punish my body. I’ll punish the body to believe in the soul. I will punish my body… until I believe in my soul.”

Top