Jen: Today we welcome C.C. Gibbs to Romancing the Book. C.C., will you share a short bio with us?
C.C.: Years ago I read all of Georgette Heyer’s fabulous Regency romances. After that month long marathon of great stories that ended with only a kiss I said to myself “What the world needs is a Regency with sex! Since then I have written 50+ hot and steamy romances as Susan Johnson and recently chose the pen name C.C. Gibbs to distinguish my billionaire books. Researching the world of the superrich has been great fun. Watching characters develop in the petri dish of incalculable wealth has been fascinating. But when the hard ass ruthless men in these stories discover that love isn’t just a word on a Hallmark card it brings a smile to your face.
Jen: Please tell us about your newest release and where the idea came from.
C.C.: All He Desires is book 3 in the All or Nothing trilogy starring Dominic Knight and Kate Hart. The inspiration for all these billionaire books is of course Fifty Shades. Not that superrich heroes haven’t always appealed to me as a writer, but this book format offers a little more heat and kink with the HEA endings.
Here’s a short excerpt:
He glanced at his vintage Cartier Santos Dumont watch. “I don’t have any appointments till noon tomorrow so we have plenty of time. And my appointments can be canceled if necessary.”
“How very accommodating of you,” Kate said softly.
Dominic smiled faintly. “We try.”
Suddenly the image of countless females being accommodated by the incredibly beautiful, sexually talented Knight Enterprises CEO filled Kate’s mind and brought the teasing game to a screeching halt. “But you’re accommodating only me from now on, right?” she said, challenge in the obstinate jut of her chin.
“Only you,” he readily agreed, when he would have found such limitations incomprehensible a few short months ago.
Leaning back against the flax-colored sofa, her green gaze shimmering with delight, she smiled at the man she loved. “So,” she murmured, with delicate impertinence and a little dip of her head. “Have I really tamed the premier playboy of the Western world?”
A lazy flicker of a smile. “I didn’t think you liked it tame?”
His words hovered palpably in the sudden silence.
Spiked through her body, a flame hot and riveting.
Pooled in seething delirium deep down inside her.
“Meaning?” she whispered, finding it hard to breathe.
“Meaning, why don’t we find out what you do like?” he said gently, coming to his feet in a graceful flow of toned muscle, having patiently waited through the unwrapping of countless boxes for her to finally read his mind. He held out his strong hand with its dusting of dark hair, his long fingers faintly splayed.
A shiver of pleasure raced through her. Broad-shouldered, lean hipped in jeans and a faded blue Peace T‑shirt, Dominic’s dark, brooding beauty was breathtaking: the long silky black hair, the bad-boy scorching blue eyes, the high cheekbones and fine bone structure, the arrow-straight nose, the mouth saved from outright sensuality by the contradictory don’t‑mess-with‑me firmness. The whole package transcendent male perfection.
And when he leaned down and his hand closed around hers, she trembled at the glut of prodigal sensation, at the feverish need coiling in the pit of her stomach, at the blazing hot desire streaking up her spine. Agitated and restless, she said on a suffocated breath, “I’m sorry. But it’s been so long I don’t think I’m going to last.”
Drawing her to her feet, he slid his hands under her arms, lifted her over the pile of boxes, and set her down. “Then let’s go take care of you.”
Jen: Describe an ideal date.
C.C.: Dinner in Paris
Jen: Favorite candy?
C.C.: Dark Chocolate, hands down
Jen: Favorite superhero?
C.C.: Wonder Woman
Jen: Favorite scent?
Jen: Preferred method of travel?
Jen: How do you eat an Oreo?
C.C.: Break it open, lick off the frosting, maybe eat the cookie. I have to debate
Jen: Most surprising item on your bucket list?
C.C.: I’d like to spend a day in the Private Case of the British Museum that holds one of the largest erotica collections in the world.
Jen: If you could have dinner with any author living or dead, who would it be?
C.C.: Dorothy Dunnett
Jen: Vampire or werewolf?
Jen: Warm weather or cold?
Jen: What’s next for you?
C.C.: I’m working on a two book series starring Dominic’s niece Nicole and her billionaire boyfriend Rafe Contini.