Introducing Comtemporary and Erotic Romance Author Dawne Prichilo

A: Things are hopping around here at Romance Writers Behaving Badly and with so many authors, its about time I introduce Dawne Prochilo!!!!

Dawne, it's so good to have you. I know your energy is pretty amazing and I'm glad to have you on here. There's so much to talk about but let's get straight to it. What’s the kinkiest, sexiest thing you’ve ever done?

D: Actually it was the most daring adrenalin rush- making love in a fairly secluded (because of the hour of the night) public place.

A: Reeeaaaaalllly.... just how secluded and how public??? Inquiring minds want to know. (I'm such a gossip monger. I know the dirt on all the naughty writers on this site... so it's okay, you can tell me :>)

Oh, okay, be shy. I'll keep your secret :>.  Surely, you're not so shy about your writing. Tell me, how bad do you get with your writing, are we talking just suggestion or down right bondage?

D: Mostly suggestive but I'm experimenting with my imagination and have started being more descriptive. I haven't reached full bondage (yet) but am working up to it. I prefer leaving a little to the imagination of the readers.


A: What's the best thing you’ve ever written—the best line?

D: It may not be the most arousing line but this one really gets my imagination revved up. It's the mental image of anticipation. I am more of a suggestive writer and thrive on letting the readers envision the scene versus playing it out word by word. "He slowly slipped his fingers between the silky fabric of her thong and her smooth inner thigh to ease the only barrier between him and heaven. Her tantalizing essence had him captivated."

A: Hmm... tantalizing hugh??? Definitely have me interested. Sometimes the best scenes aren't "in your face". Although... wowser, I'm getting ideas from this one. 

Better stay on track. If you could have any movie star take on a role as one of your heroes, who would it be?

D: My choice would have to be Dr Joe Briggs, aka James Van Der Beek. Oh-la-la, he has the sex appeal with the innocence I crave in a hero. Plus he can fill out a pair of jeans (front and back view)
A: Maybe this next question will have you on a whole different direction than I meant after that comment. I'm sincerely interested in your writing... although your statement does beg the questions... Size counts… on average how loooooonnnnnggg do you like your (um, how do we put it delicately) manuscripts to be ;> ( in words silly, not inches) and how steamy?

D: On average my manuscripts for ebooks is about 65,000 with a heat level of between sultry and sizzling.

A: I'm barely hanging at 50K... I've got to work on that... Hey, gotta know, how close in real life have you gotten to one of your fantasies?

D: Most of my writing and sexual scenes come from personal experience so I would have to say I've fantasized about and have had the opportunity to fulfill them. Or vice versa.

A: Wowser... I'm interested in getting the low down on that. Do you have details? (Okay... I'll pull myself back to the topic at hand.)What would you want other writers and your readers to know about you?

D: Despite my innocent exterior- I am a naughty girl at heart.

A: I would say... and here I thought you were all lace and flannel nighties. Girlfriend. I've got to get you on the horn so I can get juicy details.

Okay... guess I"m running out of time. Anything you would like to share with us, an excerpt, a tidbit, or anything else about yourself?

D: An excerpt from Crape Myrtle- released in July 2009.

“Let me,” he whispered and swiftly stripped off the shirt.

When his hands were free again, he rubbed her upper arms and found where her damp robe met her shoulders. He tenderly pulled the fabric away from her skin exposing subtle shoulders. His mouth was drawn to the display and hungrily he tasted her.

She moaned with renewed pleasure and tossed her head back.

He placed his hands under her ample ass and squeezed with a sexual fury. She responded again with a whimper of bliss. Gathering up her robe he guided her backwards, her exposed ass colliding with the breakfast bar countertop.

He hoisted her up onto the cool granite counter. His hands continued massaging her skin. Moving around to her thighs, a deep growl formed in his throat as he kneaded her skin. He felt the dampness from her swim earlier and the slickness added to the intensity of the moment.

“Malone, please,” she begged.

“What,” he pleaded to hear her words, “What do you want?”

“I want you,” she sighed. “I want you now.”

With those words, he retuned his hands under her ass and scooped her up against him. She wrapped her legs around his waist and ran her fingers through his hair. Her mouth molded to his and she hungrily tasted him.

“Where,” he gasped when he tore his lips away from her. “Where can we go?”

“My bedroom,” she answered and began nibbling his neck.

With her securely embraced to his body, Walt made his way in the dark down the short hallway. He slammed through the bedroom door and practically tumbled onto the bed with her still clinging tightly to him.

“Hurry,” she demanded and grabbed for his belt buckle. She groped blindly until she had the clasp undone. She struggled to remove the leather strap to expose his zipper and button. Once she had those undone she slipped her hands into his jeans and felt his solid hips.

“Take them off,” she whispered in between ravaged kisses.

He complied and stood up removing his jeans and his boxers. He knelt onto the floor in front of the bedside and began kissing her upper thighs. His tongue traveled slowly upward and with each inch and lick, he heard Sadie moan. Her sexual enjoyment was arousing him more.


Oh, Lordy... Lordy... That's smokin' Dawne. I'm looking forward to more!!!! Keep us updated. You've got steamy things on the way.