Saturday, September 27, 2014


Enslaved 
 
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This unedited snippet was originally written for my novella, Sealed In Blood.  It was cut out of the first draft, entered into a contest and won.  Do you think it's a winner?
 
From behind, fingers like tentacles sank into my hips. I whipped around and met the eyes of the devil. Or was he my savior?
I knew it would anger him.  I wasn’t supposed to be out of bed, but I had to see if I could find anything connecting him to the notorious rumors that formed his reputation.  The kitchen grew silent as he stood in front of me, pulling the hem of my t-shirt over my head.  The look on his face was hard and cold, like the counter he’d sat my bare ass on.
“What are you doing out of bed?”
Before I could answer, his massive form faded into the darkness. Like an apparition, he reappeared.  The blank expression on his face churned with an enigmatic storm I desperately tried to interpret. He held up a silver object, letting it dangle from his finger.
“What am I holding?”
A shot of arousal, or maybe fear grazed through me, nearly tearing me to shreds. 
“Handcuffs?”
 “Wrong.  They’re your handcuffs.  And you’ll be wearing them to bed from now on.”
Glowering down at me, he took my hands and held them together in a praying position.
“I have a problem with your snooping.”  His teeth sank into the tip of my earlobe.  “And you’re being a tease by walking around in the middle of the night naked underneath my shirt.”
I shuddered when his calloused hands meandered between my thighs.  My pussy began dripping.
As quickly as he admitted that I caused him to lose his mind, he pulled me up from the counter closer to him.  When a calloused a finger jabbed inside me, my body stiffened and I knew I could come way sooner than I should.  My wrists were turning inside the metal rings, biting into my flesh.  I wanted to grasp my thighs when two more digits invaded me. 
Dizzy and fogged with desire, my body slipped back with my hands still in front. A bulky arm returned me to an upright position.  He told me to open my thighs and the wicked smile on his face pushed aside my fear.
I looked down at the plump mounds of my pussy splayed apart like the petals of a flower.  His pointed tongue made its way toward the little bud in the center. The torture seared my senses. The pleasure made me frantic. Electric currents weaved throughout my system, churning my blood. 
I shivered and leaned backward, pushing my clit harder onto his tongue.  Warm lips and teeth kissed and gnawed my thighs, then stopped just before his cock speared my opening.  The fierce invasion ignited an explosion, putting so many different sensations into motion. 
The friction of his cock blazed my inner walls, the suction of his lips engulfed my nipples and the irate sweep of his hands seized every curve of my body.  Unable to grasp the counter for leverage, I wrapped my legs around him.  My release came in a slow, simmering sizzle from deep inside to the surface of my skin.
He sucked in a breath, groaning when he pulled out.  The pearly fluid shot onto my abdomen as he rubbed it into my skin.  He collapsed on top of me, anchoring and pressing the cuffs between our sweat slickened bodies.  My apprehension resurfaced with the diabolical smirk on his face.
“This is your first and last warning.  Heed to it.”


 
 

Thursday, September 18, 2014

 Love yourself.  Really.  Hard.
 
 
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Ah, it's so true, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and it sets the foundation for some really hot sex.  Enjoy this scene out of my erotic thriller, Sealed In Blood. 


“You want me,” Charisma gasped.  “But that last night in Vegas you...didn’t…”
“I always wanted you!  You were hurt.  That bastard…” Hunt broke off with a growl, renewing the attack on her lips.

Charisma’s breasts throbbed and ached as Hunt’s fingers, shaking with greed and desire, slid between her thighs, past her soft folds.  She jerked at the invasion, yet clung to it; angry but hungry, desperate from being without his touch.  Pushing the confusion out of her mind, she relished what he did to her, giving her what she had longed for.
His hips anchored hers as his hardness pressed through his clothes so hot and tight Charisma thought it might split his pants.  Her fingers, trembling with her own hunger, fumbled for his waistband, pushing it down over his hips.  She needed him inside her so badly.  Charisma wrapped her fingers around his throbbing member, then cupped his balls in her hand.

Steely hands grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head.  The smell of his skin intoxicated her as she dragged her tongue across Hunt’s bearded jaw to the open seam of his lips; pushing it inside, exploring and pouring the need she had for him into his mouth.
With his knees, Hunt opened Charisma’s legs, her body jolting upward as he sharply rammed into her.  Beneath him, she wriggled, lost in her own pleasure, locked in his lustful glare as he staked his claim.  Her legs opened wider to take the full brunt of the stretching and stinging of her soft tissues, but it wasn’t enough.  Fiery sparks imploded inside her, as Hunt rammed into her over and over again, sinking deeper.

His hips churned faster, the grip around her wrists loosened.  Charisma’s hands broke free, reaching around him, digging her fingers into the firm globes of his ass, while she gritted her teeth.  She urged him on with the tightening of her knees around his waist, trying to fill the void she’d suffered without him.
Their heated flesh collided as his hips swiveled, Hunt grunting out the words between thrusts.  “There’ll be no other men!”

Her blood raced; a raw mixture of rage and lust whirled inside her, building rigorous pressure as Charisma came hard, crying out in yearning and release.
Claiming her wrists again, Hunt dominantly pinned them above her head, squeezing them together as if he was the master and she the slave.  Spikes of pleasure stabbed Charisma’s belly, driving her into a frenzy. With his face in hers, Hunt clenched his teeth and took the final plunge.  His head fell back and his body jerked as he twitched and spasmed inside her, bringing on another climax.  Charisma’s walls quivered and quaked around him, milking every last drop.

His hands freed her wrists when he collapsed on top of her, gasping against her ear.  Hunt waited a moment before lifting his weight.  Charisma moaned as he pulled out, his cock dripping at the tip, glazed with remnants of her.

Panting and wobbly, Hunt stood up in an almost drunken state.  He towered over her like a dark knight.  “I won’t live without you, Charisma...I can’t.”
Bending down, he scooped her up, heading for the bedroom.

 
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Thursday, September 11, 2014

 

 Love yourself.  Really.  Hard.

 
 
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Ah, it's so true, absence makes the heart grow fonder, and it sets the foundation for some really hot sex.  Enjoy this scene out of my erotic thriller, Sealed In Blood. 


“You want me,” Charisma gasped.  “But that last night in Vegas you...didn’t…”
“I always wanted you!  You were hurt.  That bastard…” Hunt broke off with a growl, renewing the attack on her lips.

Charisma’s breasts throbbed and ached as Hunt’s fingers, shaking with greed and desire, slid between her thighs, past her soft folds.  She jerked at the invasion, yet clung to it; angry but hungry, desperate from being without his touch.  Pushing the confusion out of her mind, she relished what he did to her, giving her what she had longed for.
His hips anchored hers as his hardness pressed through his clothes so hot and tight Charisma thought it might split his pants.  Her fingers, trembling with her own hunger, fumbled for his waistband, pushing it down over his hips.  She needed him inside her so badly.  Charisma wrapped her fingers around his throbbing member, then cupped his balls in her hand.

Steely hands grabbed her wrists, pinning them above her head.  The smell of his skin intoxicated her as she dragged her tongue across Hunt’s bearded jaw to the open seam of his lips; pushing it inside, exploring and pouring the need she had for him into his mouth.
With his knees, Hunt opened Charisma’s legs, her body jolting upward as he sharply rammed into her.  Beneath him, she wriggled, lost in her own pleasure, locked in his lustful glare as he staked his claim.  Her legs opened wider to take the full brunt of the stretching and stinging of her soft tissues, but it wasn’t enough.  Fiery sparks imploded inside her, as Hunt rammed into her over and over again, sinking deeper.

His hips churned faster, the grip around her wrists loosened.  Charisma’s hands broke free, reaching around him, digging her fingers into the firm globes of his ass, while she gritted her teeth.  She urged him on with the tightening of her knees around his waist, trying to fill the void she’d suffered without him.
Their heated flesh collided as his hips swiveled, Hunt grunting out the words between thrusts.  “There’ll be no other men!”

Her blood raced; a raw mixture of rage and lust whirled inside her, building rigorous pressure as Charisma came hard, crying out in yearning and release.
Claiming her wrists again, Hunt dominantly pinned them above her head, squeezing them together as if he was the master and she the slave.  Spikes of pleasure stabbed Charisma’s belly, driving her into a frenzy. With his face in hers, Hunt clenched his teeth and took the final plunge.  His head fell back and his body jerked as he twitched and spasmed inside her, bringing on another climax.  Charisma’s walls quivered and quaked around him, milking every last drop.

His hands freed her wrists when he collapsed on top of her, gasping against her ear.  Hunt waited a moment before lifting his weight.  Charisma moaned as he pulled out, his cock dripping at the tip, glazed with remnants of her.

Panting and wobbly, Hunt stood up in an almost drunken state.  He towered over her like a dark knight.  “I won’t live without you, Charisma...I can’t.”
Bending down, he scooped her up, heading for the bedroom.

 
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