Guest Blog: Sommer Marsden Brings Us “Angry Sex” and Gluten-Free Goodness

 

Today my friend Sommer Marsden is here to talk about her hot new book, Angry Sex. But first…she has a recipe for us!

Easy GF Chicken Soup

 

1 large carrot sliced into thin coins

¼  a large onion finely chopped

Salt

4 cups of really good GF, organic chicken stock

2 cups of shredded chicken (rotisserie or your own)

Thin rice noodles

Fresh parsley (optional)

 

Sauté your carrot coins and diced onions in 1 ½ – 2 Tbsp of olive oil. When the onions are translucent and your carrots are a bit ‘floppy’ add a dash of Kosher salt. Let them go another 30 seconds or so and pour in your chicken stock. We buy the Gluten Free (prominently marked), organic, free range, all natural, practically levitates out of the carton on a choir of  heavenly voices chicken stock. You don’t have to do that, but if you do eat GF make sure your stock is too. You never know when wheat (or barley or rye etc) is slipped in there as a binder or even a ‘seasoning’.

Simmer for about five minutes. Add your chicken –shredded rotisserie works well , that is the EASY  part of this, after all. You can just parboil some thighs or your favorite cut if you don’t have rotisserie chicken. Whatever chicken you can wrestle in the pot works fine.   Simmer a few more minutes. Shortly before you are ready to eat, toss your *thin rice noodles in and turn the heat off. Put the pot lid on and let the noodles hang out in the broth(after you stir them so they don’t stick) for about five minutes. The soup will make them soft but the heat being off will keep them from overcooking.  Serve and garnish with fresh parsley (or cilantro is a nice bright taste too).

If you want that simmered all day experience, you can certainly add some plain water so it can do just that. Just hold your noodles until close to when you want to eat. Ta and da! (Rice can always be substituted if you were a childhood fan of chicken and rice soup instead of noodles).

That’s it. Served with GF crackers or a roll or toast or croutons or…*gasp* just by itself, this is yummy soup and good for the soul. Period. J

*we use rice noodles that are about the thickness of a toothpick. Rice noodles come in various forms from super thin to ‘fettuccine’ cut. Bigger noodles will take longer to soften, so if you like a wider noodle have at it, just take that into account.

 

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Thanks to Teresa for having me today to discuss Angry Sex and yes, soup!

My ‘fast meal’ soup above is super easy and Gluten Free. This comfort food was something I worried about when I had to go GF…noodle soup when I was sick! But as with anything, you learn to adapt and rework favorite foods to fit your diet.

In my book Angry Sex, just out Friday, my heroine Luna is a caterer. So when I asked for any blogging ideas and was told food and gardening and writing were topics on Teresa’s blog, I was on board. I love food, I love to write and I am currently a wannabe gardener in training. Fingers crossed, I’ll be putting my own gorgeous produce in my meals this summer. (We’re going for a traditional kitchen garden but are, at the moment, wrangling with not so awesome soil. But we persevere!)

This particular soup recipe is my go-to comfort food/under the weather fix. It is, in fact, what Adam serves Luna when he cooks for her. A change of pace for Luna and something she very much needs. The night he cooks for her, they’ve come to a place where she’s allowed herself to have angry sex with Adam (like therapy… only naked) but allowing him to cook for her is on some level *more* intimate. She’s the woman used to tending to people and being in control, letting someone care for her is a big step. And so we have…chicken soup. It’s what Adam serves (with a nice Panini) to Luna as post coital snack. Good for the body, good for the soul. Angry Sex and warm soup, what could be wrong with that? 😉

XOXO

Sommer

Blurb

Luna Watkins can’t remember feeling so stressed. Her teenage son Nick’s health issues are reemerging and her ex Ben wants to help but is just making ends meet with odd jobs. Her catering business is thriving but too hectic for her to handle, at least that’s what it feels like. Not to mention since she’s been divorced, she hasn’t dated much and has had sex even less. When Nick decides to visit his grandparents for the summer, Luna is devastated. And yet, she sees a chance to work through her anger and her angst. Maybe some time to feed her body, mind and soul knowing he’s well taken care of.

Enter Adam Singleton, her new, last minute server. Handsome, gruff Adam who’s working through his own anger.  Flirting turns to sparring. Sparring turns to angry sex—like therapy but naked. As time goes by and Luna and Adam become even more entangled, with their hardships and each other, the question becomes,  does angry sex turn to more anger…or peace?

 

Excerpt from ANGRY SEX:

There was that pregnant pause—that loaded moment—where they stared each other down. Each silently telling the other that now was the time to back out if that was what they planned to do. Luna saw it in his eyes, that Adam had no intention of doing so. And neither did she. She proved the point by grabbing him by his muscular hips and pulling him in so that he slid into her fast and deep, his cock as thick as she’d imagined. As impressive and as capable.

Waxing poetic about a cock. When have you ever done that…

She silenced her internal taunts and thrust up to take him. Adam hovered over her, his fists buried on either side of her, shoved down into the sofa cushions, nearly creating a moat around her thighs. Her fingers climbed up his sides and she clutched him hard, loving the foreign feel of his skin under her hands, the warmth of him. Luna pressed her palm to his chest, feeling his galloping heart even as she rose up greedily to get him exactly where she needed him to be. Her cunt grew tighter with each thrust, the air grew thinner too. Her head was buzzy and light as the pleasure she felt held her tight and yanked her under a crushing wave of impending orgasm.

Already wet, already slick, already sated not once, but twice, she expected it to be weaker. But it wasn’t. When she came, it was as powerful as an explosion deep in the center of her. Luna wrapped her legs around his middle and bit his shoulder hard enough to make him growl. The orgasm slammed her again, not letting go, but amping up. All her anger, all her rage, all her frustration rode out every wet spasm and she sighed softly when they finally stopped.

He hadn’t come.

“Hey, you—“

He pulled free of her and shoved his hands under her hips. When he flipped her she yelped but then laughed. When Adam pushed his big hands under her hipbones and angled her for penetration, she wondered, dear God…could she? Would she? And when he slid into her, his cock slippery with her juices, she thought yes, she just might come again.

He pushed her shoulders down and held her, driving into her so her hips bumped the cushions and her sofa squealed a little on the hardwood floor. He wasn’t wooing, or asking, or being soft, or worrying. He was taking her. He’d given her what she wanted and needed and now, he was taking. As this flashed through her mind, she felt the skin along her back pebble with goose flesh.

Adam held her firm with one hand, looped the other around her waist before knifing his hand between her legs to press hard against her clit. “Come with me,” he demanded.

“I came three times. I don’t know if I ca—“

“You can. Come with me,” he said again.

There was no room for argument. Luna felt the barely controlled need in his movements. His cock filled her and pressed her, making her gasp for air. Adam rotated his hips just enough to trigger all the happy nerve endings deep in her pussy. Her body spasmed fast, milked his cock hard enough to make him grunt, “Christ”.

And then he was pushing her face to the cushion as he came. Using her to grab his pleasure and take it from her.

Grab and take…grab and take…take…

Another soft wave flowed through her as a small, weaker orgasm curled in her center.

And then there was silence in the dark purple room. Dusk had come and the air had turned to shadow. “God,” she said.

“Just Adam,” he joked and surprised her by dropping a chaste kiss on the middle of her back and then the nape of her neck. He pulled free and stood, leaving her there, catching her breath while on her knees, her upper body spread across the red couch cushion.

When she turned to face him, he was zipping up, watching her with curiosity.

“Are you hungry?” she asked.

“Are you offering me food?” He grinned.

“I am.”

“Then I am,” he echoed.

“I’ll be right back,” she said and ran upstairs to find something to wear. Her black short kimono would have to do, with fresh panties and her crazy fucked up hair clipped up in a twist. She hurried back down to see him examining a line of photos of Nick and other family on the mantle.

“Good looking kid.”

“Thank you. He’s fifteen. And he knows everything.”

Adam nodded. “As all fifteen-year-olds do,” he said and smiled at her.

There was something in that smile. Something that hadn’t been there before, and she felt her stomach twist in a painful but pleasant way.

She cleared her throat. “Yeah. I know, right?”

“He’s why you’re so…” Adam didn’t finish the sentence but waved his hands around in a pantomime of worked up.

“I have chicken. I can make chicken salad,” she said, walking past him. Luna had no interest in sharing her feelings right now. Maybe not ever. She just wanted the fucking to be what it was—recreational fucking.

He followed her in. It felt strange and wonderful to feel a man’s presence in the house. A new man—when Ben came over it seemed almost normal, he’d lived there so long. But to hear the heavy footsteps of a big man as he followed her through the dining room was sort of surreal, but cool.

“Ah, changing the subject are we?” He touched an old coffee sign made of pressed tin and then a wooden spoon angel that Nick had made her in the third grade.

“No, I’m avoiding the topic seeing as I don’t want to talk about it,” she said softly.

He laughed. “Touché.”

 

 

Buy Link (will also be available at most online venues and coming soon in print)

http://www.excessica.com/books/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=2&products_id=541

 

 

 

 

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