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Bedded Bliss! – Groundbreaking Guide to Red-Hot Monogamy from Kristina Wright

I am delighted to be able to bring you an excellent extract from Kristina Wright’s latest book from Cleis Press today- check this out!!

Groundbreaking Guide to Red-Hot Monogamy from Wife and Mother Kristina Wright

It’s fairly easy to fall in love (or lust), but keeping that passion hot and heavy after twenty years of marriage can get tricky. Kristina Wright has two toddlers and a red-hot marriage, and there’s no one better suited to helping other couples make lust last. Bedded Bliss: A Couple’s Guide to Lust Ever After pairs hands-on advice for long-term lovers with steamy tales to inspire couples to enact their own erotic adventures. Each chapter begins with “sensual suggestions” for keeping in touch—literally! Read real advice and stories from couples, who have a combined total of a whopping 235 years of long-term relationship experience, and find out what works for them to keep their fires burning steady and hot.  Romance writer and editor Wright re-invents the sexuality genre, presenting a guide that simultaneously educates and entertains. Bedded Bliss is a treasure trove of resources for couples to ensure that monogamy will never again mean monotony.

Kristina Wright (kristinawright.com) is an award-winning author whose erotic romance fiction has appeared in over seventy-five anthologies. She is also the editor of several Cleis Press anthologies of romance, including Best Erotic Romance 2013 and Duty and Desire: Military Erotic Romance. Kristina teaches both English and Humanities at the college level. She lives with her family in Chesapeake, VA.

Bedded BlissA Couple’s Guide to Lust Ever After

By Kristina Wright

$15.95, Trade Paper

244 pages, 5 ½” x 8”

ISBN: 978-1-57344-964-9

Bedded Bliss

Extract from Bedded Bliss.

Made To Last  

by Anya Richards


The year from Hell stretched to two, and everything that

could go wrong did. For my husband and me sex wasn’t the

answer, but it sure went a long way toward helping us reconnect,

remember what’s important and release some of the

pent-up stress. With a reaffirmation of the bonds we share,

we were once more ready to face the world, together.


It’s one o’clock in the morning, and I’m wide-awake.

This isn’t anything new, unfortunately. Recently sleep has become

an elusive, craved and yet frightening concept. It sometimes provides

relief, sometimes makes things worse, as problems follow me into

dreamland and continue their unrelenting torture.

Beside me, my husband sighs and rolls onto his side. From the

tenor of his breathing I know he’s dead to the world, and annoyance flashes through me.

How can he sleep so soundly, night after night, while I lie awake, my brain

unable to shutdown long enough for me to nod off?

But I know I’m not alone with my fears. All the signs of stress are

there in him too. Just this evening I looked across the living room and

caught him staring out the window, eyes unfocused, fingers tapping a

sharp, staccato rhythm on the arm of his chair. He’s usually calm,

almost serene, just the type of man a high-voltage woman like me

needs. He’s my anchor, the voice of reason when I’m tempted to go off

the deep end. It hurts to see him obviously restless, with worry etching

new lines into his beloved, beautiful face.

Staring up into the darkness, I start cataloging our problems,

the relentless cycle starting anew. Instantly the muscles in my neck

tighten and my stomach knots. I try to think of something   else—

concentrate on the plot of my latest book—but within minutes I’ve

somehow circled back to reality. Sometimes I think I’d feel better if

I could just cry, let it out, but that’s not my way. Tears have always

been something to avoid, repress, fight. They’re a weakness I can’t

allow myself. If I start I might not be able to stop, and that thought

scares me more than any other. For me, that heralds the onset of


As though sensing my terror, my husband moves closer, his arm

settling across my stomach. That simple touch, the sensation of his

warmth so close, brings a sob close to the surface and I’m forced to

swallow it down. I don’t feel as though I deserve his affection right

now. I have a sneaky suspicion the blame for our current problems

rests squarely on my shoulders. Yet, it feels so good having him beside

me. Instead of moving away I roll onto my side, facing away from him,

and spoon closer.


I’d like to thank both Katrina and Cleis Press for allowing me to share this extract from Bedded Bliss with you today. This stunning book can be purchased from all good retailers including-

Amazon UK- http://www.amazon.co.uk/Bedded-Bliss-Couples-Guide-After/dp/1573449644/ref=sr_1_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1382979417&sr=1-3&keywords=bedded+bliss


Happy Reading everyone,

Kay xx


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  1. Brendada

    I loved the ideas for “staying in touch” as a couple; is there a #1 tip for long term love you can give overall?

  2. Oh yes– communication! It sounds boring, but the best tip I can give any couple is to talk to each other– about everything!

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