Excerpt from STUCK

Will Kandy show Ian that in order to grow, he has to get his priorities straight?  Can he get out of his head and let go of the past long enough to see just what he has under his nose?

Fans of Contemporary Romances enjoy this classic erotic romance from yours truly!

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EXCERPT

“Candace…” he attempted to chastise until she fell upon his chest and crushed their bodies together.  Her lips assaulted his and before she knew it, his strong arms wrapped around her lithe frame.

Hands slid down her back, seeking the smooth skin between the top and skirt.  Her tongue wrestled with his, exploring his mouth, learning every inch of his mouth.

Ian growled beneath her.

Kandy ground her hips against his, feeling his rock hard erection just where she wanted it.

“That’s it baby,” she slid further down until she was positioned just over his thighs.  Her hands reached for waistband.  Slowly pulling down the material, she exposed the head of his beautiful cock.  She’d only seen it once before by accident a few months ago when he was getting in the shower.  The image remained in her dreams at night.

“Candace,” he uttered until she bent down and licked the bulbous head of his cock.  He groaned through gritted teeth.

“Let me, Ian.  We’ve both wanted this.”

“But you’re–drunk.”

It didn’t matter what he said, he couldn’t keep his concentration if she continued licking him.

Purring against his stomach, she felt him flinch beneath her.  “No, I’m hung over.  I wasn’t kidding, I only,” she licked his stomach, “had a few beers.  I also forgot to eat.”

Her tongue swirled over his tight stomach, around the area where his cock nestled against his abdomen.  His heated skin beneath hers sent flames dancing over her skin.

Ian sat up, taking her by the shoulders.  Pulling her over him, he kissed her hard enough to leave a bruise.  Reaching beneath the skirt, he pushed down the garter that held her phone and knife.  “This garter is still sexy,” he muttered against her lips.

“I know.”  She giggled.

His lips found the soft spot on her neck, sending shivers down her spine.  Kandy arched her body into his, grinding her hips against his.  Her pussy was soaked, even more so when he slide two fingers inside her while another rested against the gentle curve of her hip.  Like fire over her skin, she burned for him.  She felt her skirt sliding down to expose her lower region.  Just a thin strip of material separated the tip of his cock from her heat.

“Take this off,” he commanded.

“Move it,” she replied.

Reaching back, she shoved the hem of his pajamas down to expose more of his beautiful cock.  Fingers searching, she found him and gripped him tightly while her mouth sought his, attacking his lips again and again.  His furious passion drove her wild, hotter and hotter still.

“Give it to me, Ian.  Make love to me.”

Her head was still slightly clouded, but Kandy knew what she wanted, what her body demanded.

With closed eyes, Ian shoved his pants down, exposing his hips.  Kandy purred at the feeling of his cock against her wet opening.  Greedily, he gripped her hips and shoved her against him, fingers moving her panties aside for his cock.  Sinking himself inside her completely, he arched his body into hers, their bodies meeting so closely that one couldn’t tell where one began and the other ended.

Kandy cried out, loving the feeling of him filling her so completely.  Even slightly drunk she knew this was right, how it was supposed to be.

Rolling her hips back and forth, she squeezed her muscles around his cock.  Falling forward, Kandy crushed her breasts against his chest and pushed back, driving him deeper inside.  His cock brushing against her clit sent waves of ecstasy throughout her body.  A hand cupped her breast, feeling the weight of it in his palm.  “Take this off,” he ordered, and Kandy reached for the knot, undoing it and sliding it off her shoulders.

Completely nude minus her thong, Kandy rose and slammed down on his cock, gasping with the sensation of being filled repeatedly.  Her skin was warm to her own touch, her head felt light.

Ian drove himself into her, thrusting upwards, fingers gripping her hips tightly.

“Yes Ian, yes,” Kandy yelled with each slap of skin against skin.  His cock filling her brought her closer and closer to orgasm.  Arching her body out, her hair grazed the top of her ass until she threw her head back.  Her hair caressed his balls, his thighs and sent a shiver through him.

Shuddering, Ian grabbed a handful of breast, squeezing her nipples to taut peaks.

Cupping her breasts, she rubbed them, touching Ian’s hand.  Taking his fingers to her mouth, she licked, sucked on each digit.  Rubbing herself with their hands, she ground harder against him, her pussy throbbing.

Published in: on September 16, 2012 at 12:19 pm  Leave a Comment  
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Sex Scene Saturday – Treasure’s Gift

A Decadent EDGE story.

When Mark pops in on a work visit to Houston, the lovely and curvaceous Treasure not only plans to make his fantasies come true, but ups the ante by adding an equally delicious friend to the mix. Can Mark resist Treasure’s temptation or will two women double his pleasure?

A little truth time kiddies!  The original story inspiration came from my best friend in high school/middle school.  I’ve lusted after her for years, just her personality.  We talked about it one day and I told her I’d write this story for her.  I felt her proud embarrassment LOL!  But in the deepest, darkest recesses of some sexual minds, fantasies involving threesomes can come to light, and when I put  pen to paper, they definitely will scorch you!

When I reworked this story for Decadent, I switched out my best friend for someone very sensual, to go with the integrity of the story.  EDGE stories aren’t just about pushing boundaries, they’re about the erotic details that make readers beg for more, wanting, craving, yearning.  And the new “inspiration” reminds me of the lovely Oceania, only younger.

Here’s an excerpt:

Mark showered quickly, ignoring his hard-on. He dressed in pajama bottoms and a tank top that showed off arms he’d worked hard in the gym for. Bedtime included a nightcap, a large one designed to knock him out, so he’d sleep without dreaming of her body blanketing his while her pussy milked the life out of him.
One last time he checked the thermostat. Off, damn it. He kicked it on, swearing he’d leave Treasure money for the bill when it came.
He pulled out the chair by the desk against the wall, sat down, and slumped back, head hanging forward. He took a sip of bourbon, let the liquid burn his throat before he took another, longer swig. Straightening, he spotted the now organized stack of papers.
“Treasure?”
He smiled.
The bedroom door opened. “Mark.” The soft lilting of her voice reignited the spark of arousal.
He set his glass on the desk and waited. “Yes, dear?”
“It’s bedtime. Come to bed.”
She sounded needy. Another man would have missed the subtlety of want in her voice. He didn’t want to ignore her but work beckoned. Yeah, that was the lie he told himself to avoid the nervousness he felt in approaching her. “I have things to do first.”

“Then I’ll come to you.” Her voice dripped with unmistakable, husky lust.
He arched a brow.
A moment later, she appeared wearing a black, see-through teddy that flowed out at the bottom with lace trimming and reached the tops of her thighs. A scrap of lace obscured his view of her sex. Dirty blonde hair fell around her shoulders in loose curls, bouncing with each step she took toward him. Her hands crossed over her chest, she gripped her shoulders and then smoothed fingertips down her arms, over full breasts, and down her rounded stomach, stopping at her hips. Treasure took a tentative step closer, standing mere inches from him. “Well?”
His jaw dropped. He blinked several times to make sure he was seeing right before focusing on her expression.
She frowned. “You think I’m fat. I knew it.”
“No!” He stood and took her hands in his. His stomach tightened from the contact. Blood pumped faster down south, and his mouth went bone dry. “No, that’s not it. It’s just…just…wow, Treasure. I’ve dreamed of this for years.”
“What do you intend to do now?” She tilted her head, and her lips curled into a wicked grin.
His cock throbbed beneath his boxers. Goddamn clothes!
The alcohol fog faded as he focused on her standing before him, looking like an exquisite dessert after an exceptional dinner. He stood, grabbed the back of her head, brought her mouth to his, crushing their lips together. Inhaling deeply, he swept his tongue over her bottom lip, crushing her body to his.
She groaned.
He pressed the length of his cock against her belly and inhaled. She smelled of seduction, peaches, and cream. “I intend to have you, lover.” He devoured her mouth, enjoying her moans while her hands roamed up his back and settled on his shoulders.
She threaded her fingers through his hair and pulled his mouth away from hers. His neck exposed, she bent her head and pressed her lips to his skin, sucking on the flesh above his collarbone.
Mark groaned, bucking his hips against her. Forcing her thighs apart with one leg, he pushed her down against his thigh, feeling her heat against his skin through the flimsy material of their clothes. “Too many barriers,” he commanded, lifted her teddy off, and threw it aside.
“That was my favorite!”
“And it’s pretty on you. But you look better as you are.” He urged his thigh harder against her pussy.
She tightened her grip around his leg and threw her arms around his neck.
Her sweet valley soaked his thigh with her slickness. “You’re wet for me.” He blinked.
“For years,” she whispered into his ear before her tongue slipped around his earlobe.
Her gesture sent shivers racing down his spine. Mark slid his hands down and captured her hips, digging his fingers into her soft flesh. “Sit.” Spinning her around, he tugged her onto his lap.
Straddling him with her ass pressed against his taut stomach, Treasure giggled.
Wrapping his arms around her waist, he slid his fingers up her belly slowly, inch by inch.
“You really like the way I look?” Doubt laced her voice.
“You’re beautiful, a full figured woman with—” A knock cut him off.
He turned his head toward the front door. Nothing was going to ruin this perfect moment, dammit! “What the hell?”
A wicked grin crossed Treasure’s puckered lips. “That should be Cristina.”
“Cristina?”
Treasure slid lazily off him, leaving a trail of wetness down his leg, as if marking him. She strode toward the door. “I told you to stop working so hard earlier, didn’t I?”
“Yes.” He nodded.
“And you said ‘make me,’ didn’t you?”
He nodded again, confused still. His dick throbbed, and his fingers itched to continue playing with her.
“So, I used the one weapon I had guaranteed to make you stop for long enough to relax.”

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Other Sex Scene Saturday Authors:

Stella  and Audra Price

Bonne Brux

Jae Lynne Davies

Jenna LeBlanc

Jessa Slade

Stop by their blogs for more sexy fun on a scintillating Saturday!

 

Time Travel and Fiction

 

Xana, Warrior Princess

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How many of you remember the episode of Hercules where Kevin Sorbo and crew ended up in the future?   It was interesting having the characters fulfill modern roles of lawyer and judge if memory serves, while trying to figure out how they got where they were. Somehow I keep thinking Xena, Warrior Princess was involved too but it’s been so long since I’ve seen either show that I honestly forgot.  Yet I still proudly wear my Gabrielle Bard of Potidaea shirt around the house!

I never really got into a lot of trends in fantasy TV. I’m not a Trek junkie, except for TNG because of the hot dark haired and shapely Deana Troi.  And Beverly because she’s a redhead and I have a personal redhead fetish.  I never got into Star Wars, much past watching the movies and I still haven’t seen the current first three. Hell my current reference point for Star Wars is Geeksta/Nerdcore rapper MC Chris.

But Xena and Hercules appealed to me, more as a writer.  So it’s not a surprise that when I was creating another erotic romance story for I can’t remember which publisher originally, that Sacrifice ended up being written.

Sacrifice is the story of Ares, the Greek God of War and how his power keeps mounting such to the point that it almost threatens Hera’s.  She decides to banish him out of Olympus and send him to a 1950’s San Francisco where he’ll reside until he dies.  Oh yeah, he’s been swapped with a drunken yet highly successful Sam Spade type character named John Mars, famous PI.

After Aphrodite pops in and explains some things to him, including why he’s powerless and what to do about it, in comes Linda and she wants this famous Dick to investigate the murder of her father…except that once Ares as John Mars spots her, he has other ideas on what and where to investigate.

The rub in all this is that they both fall for each other but Ares being who he is, hasn’t figured out what the lesson is before he totally fades away and is replaced by this John Mars persona.

But once the relationship is established, Ares and Linda have a choice.  What will they do?

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Published in: on June 15, 2011 at 4:21 am  Leave a Comment  
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