Finding My Voice in Erotica: Writing Without Fear

Writing erotica is terrifying.

Not just writing it—but knowing other people will read it, visualize it, maybe even judge it. When I first started, I hesitated. My first manuscript felt restrained, like I was trying to write clean filth, as if I could somehow balance being explicit while still holding back.

It didn’t work.

Through Book 1, I found myself editing and re-editing, going back to rewrite my sex scenes long after publishing. The more I wrote, the more comfortable I became. I started to shed the fear, to stop apologizing for my writing. I asked myself:

• What do I want to read?
• What do I want to see?
• If I can’t write for myself, why write at all?

And that’s when the scenes started to flow naturally.

Letting the Chemistry Take Over

Lux and Oliver make these moments come to life. Their chemistry is undeniable, not just in the bedroom, but on the desk, in the lounge, in a dimly lit booth with a room full of people. The tension between them isn’t just about desire: it’s about power, control, and surrender.

Oliver is the kind of man who takes what he wants, and Lux is the kind of woman who thrives on being wanted by someone like him. When someone is as powerful as Oliver, wouldn’t it make sense that he could have his woman anywhere he wants her? Wouldn’t it make sense that Lux would love the power that comes with being seen with him?

It’s not just about sex—it’s about who they are in those moments.

• Oliver’s dominance isn’t just physical; it’s a statement. She’s mine. Watch if you want. She belongs to me.
• Lux’s exhibitionism isn’t just about being seen; it’s an affirmation. Yes, I’m his. You know it. I know it. And I love every second of it.

They compliment each other in these moments, playing into each other’s needs in a way that feels natural. Lux wants intensity. Oliver wants control. And neither of them holds back.

The Devil Is in the Details

I pay close attention to the mechanics of these scenes.

• Where are their hands?
• How are their bodies moving?
• How would this situation actually work? (Let’s be honest, they’re still only human.)

I don’t want these scenes to feel like a fantasy that ignores reality. I want them to feel immersive, visceral, real. But beyond just the physical, I explore the emotions that linger afterward.

• How does Lux feel after these encounters?
• Can she read Oliver’s emotions afterward?
• How does she respond to him in those quiet moments between words?

Because here’s the thing: I rarely write a sex scene that “fixes” the relationship.

That’s not what they’re trying to do. Lux and Oliver don’t use sex as a bandage; they use it to communicate. And in their world, communication is everything. When words fail, their bodies speak for them.

• When Lux needs to know she’s still his, Oliver shows her.
• When Oliver needs to reestablish his control, Lux lets him.
• When they’re angry, when they’re desperate, when they’re overwhelmed—it all bleeds into the way they touch, take, devour.

Erotica Is a Scary Thing to Write

No matter how many books I write, writing erotica will always feel a little scary. It’s intimate. It’s vulnerable. It’s putting something raw and personal out into the world and hoping it resonates.

And every time I finish a scene, I pat myself on the back, whisper good girl, and take a deep breath—because I know I just pushed past the fear again.

My Favorite Erotica Scene (You’ll Have to Wait for Book 4)

Out of all the erotic scenes I’ve written, my favorite is in Book 4—and trust me, it’s worth the wait.

Without giving too much away, let’s just say Oliver and Lux take their dynamic to a whole new level—one that fully embraces the raw, intoxicating thrill of exhibitionism. A darkened booth. The low hum of jazz. A room full of people, unaware… or perhaps just pretending to be.

The scene pushes the boundaries of power, control, and desire, capturing everything that makes their chemistry electric. Oliver is as unapologetic as ever, and Lux? She thrives under the weight of his attention, knowing that even in a crowded room, she belongs to him alone.

You’ll have to wait until Book 4 is released to experience it, but one thing is certain—this scene won’t be forgotten.

What is Exhibitionism, and Why is it So Important?

Exhibitionism in erotica isn’t just about being watched. It’s about the psychology of power, confidence, and control. It’s the electrifying tension of being seen, but untouchable. It’s about owning the moment, knowing that eyes are on you, knowing that you’re the center of someone’s attention, and loving every second of it.

For Oliver and Lux, exhibitionism isn’t just a kink, it’s a reflection of their personalities and their dynamic.

• Oliver is power incarnate. He’s a man who commands attention effortlessly, so it only makes sense that his sex life mirrors that same level of dominance. If he wants Lux, he’ll have her—without concern for who’s watching. In fact, the act of being seen only solidifies his control.
• Lux craves attention—but only from Oliver. And what better way to feel utterly owned, desired, and worshipped than having him claim her in full view of the world? She doesn’t need strangers to see her—she needs them to see him with her, to understand exactly who she belongs to.

It’s intimate and daring, but most importantly—it’s the perfect balance of their desires.

Still Learning, Still Pushing Boundaries

Erotica is an art, and I’m still learning how to refine it.

Every time I write a new scene, I push myself to make it more immersive, more visceral, more intoxicating. I want readers to feel the heat, the tension, the electricity crackling between my characters. I want them to get lost in the moment—not just reading the scene, but experiencing it.

But let’s be honest—it’s easy to fall into repetition. We like what we like, and when something feels good, why wouldn’t we go back for more? Just like in real life, sometimes you find a move that works, and, well… if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it. When we know what we like, we tend to return to it. Certain themes, certain dynamics, certain sensations repeat themselves, and that’s okay—to a point. But my challenge as a writer is to keep these moments fresh, to find new ways to make them exciting without losing what makes them authentic.

• How do I describe pleasure without using the same words over and over?
• How do I make a moment feel sexy and surreal, but still real enough to be believable?
• How do I ensure every scene serves a purpose, deepening the characters and their relationship rather than just being there for the sake of it?

These are the things I’m still learning.

But that’s the beauty of writing erotica—it’s a constant evolution. Every scene is a chance to explore something new, to push beyond comfort zones, to discover what makes desire feel real on the page.

And I’ll keep learning, keep experimenting, and keep bringing these moments to life—because at the end of the day, that’s what makes writing erotica so damn fun.