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April 18, 2013
Giving Away a $25 eGift Card to Barnes and Noble!
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April 17, 2013
Contest and Freebie!
Hi All!
I wanted to let you all know about a NEW contest. I'm giving away print copies of the Hard To Get series to three winners! That means So Sensitive, Pleasure Bound and Naked Games will be in the hot little hands of 3 of you. All you do is LIKE my Facebook page! And answer this easy delicious question: Ice cream or frozen yogurt? I will pick winners on April 29th.
Also, I'm giving away Instructing Sarah for free again. I know some of you missed out the last time I put it up for free, so this is your chance to grab it again. Kindle only.
And here's a cutie. It's hump day afterall. :)
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March 13, 2013
New Contest -- New Covers!
New contest! This one goes until April 1st. So, here's what you do.
I tend to slip in some of my favorite dishes in my books. Like in Yes, Master, Ruby is eating pralines and cream ice cream, my favorite flavor. In Naked Games, Dean makes Catherine delicious hot chocolate with little marshmallows on top. In Vance's Rules, Vance makes Shayla penne pasta and Alfredo sauce. All faves of mine.
So... my question to you: What is one of your personal favorite yummy dish?
I'll pick 10 winners (yes, 10) to receive print copies of YES, MASTER and BODY RUSH (with the purty new cover). :D
Post your answer on my FACEBOOK FAN PAGE. NOT HERE. I won't be checking both sites for entries, I'm on a deadline. So, please go to my Facebook page, be sure to click the 'like' button, then leave me a comment/post.
Also, I have new covers to unveil. If you're on my Facebook Fan Page, then you might have seen these already. These are the Dutch covers for So Sensitive and Naked Games. Sexy, right? They will come out in paperback and ebook format in Belgium, The Netherlands, etc.
It's so much fun seeing my books translated! I love it! :)
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March 8, 2013
Free Read--Captured
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Blurb:
Mary Blakely has no recollection of how she ended up with a whip-wielding stranger in a hotel room she doesn’t recognize. What she does know is that she cannot seem to resist the gorgeous man’s orders. In fact, Mary is sinfully attracted to him and at his mercy—she’s trying to remember why that’s a bad thing.
Axel Remington has wanted Mary since he was a teenager. But as a poor maid’s son, Axel didn’t have anything to offer the rich and gorgeous Mary Blakely. He’s older now, and a whole lot richer. Finally, he has the headstrong woman right where he wants her. Once he’s had his fill of her he’ll walk away and never look back.
Or so that was the plan. The instant his mouth touches hers, Axel learns just how hard it’s going to be let Mary go.
Excerpt:
She’d
tracked him down like a freaking stalker. It was degrading and pathetic the
lengths a woman would go for love.
“Damn.
It was so much easier being a spoiled, selfish bitch,” she mused aloud, as she
stared at the office building.
Laurey
Technologies. Laurey. The name of the pond they’d skinny-dipped in. She found
that curiously romantic, but she refused to read too much into it. It could be
a simple coincidence. Mary wasn’t sure if Axel owned the company or was just an
employee. It didn’t matter. His station in life was of little importance. She
only cared about the man himself.
He
was in there somewhere. Doing what, she still wasn’t sure. It was all a
mystery. She could care less, to be honest. All she wanted was to see Axel.
It’d
been two months since she’d walked out on him in Sun City. Since that time,
she’d gotten a secretarial job at a car insurance company. A friend had
recommended it. She was on the bottom of the totem pole, but at least she was on the totem pole. She also had a car. A
car she was paying for. It wasn’t anything to write home about, but it was
hers. The best part was paying for her condo. No more relying on mommy and
daddy. No more flying all over the world. She was settled. Well, as settled as
she’d ever be. No girl wanted to be completely rid of adventure.
Which
brought her back to Axel.
She
checked her makeup and hair one more time. Glad to see the humid heat hadn’t
frizzed her long red locks too badly. Thank God for mousse. Her outfit wasn’t
anything special, but it was the cutest thing she owned. A floral sundress with
spaghetti straps and a flirty skirt that sat just above the knee. Slip on white
sandals and she was complete.
The
first month with no money forced Mary to sell a bunch of her clothes to a
consignment shop to pay the rent. It had been humiliating to realize she had
nothing to show for her life, save for some pretty outfits and nice jewelry.
Her
mother had balked, wanting her to keep the clothes. She’d told Mary that by
getting the job, it was enough for her to see she was trying. Mary wouldn’t
hear of it. If she was going to finally own up to her life, she needed to do it
right. So, some of the clothes were sold and some jewelry too. She’d made her
second month’s rent on her own, without selling anything. There was one last
thing left to do.
Find
Axel.
It
hadn’t taken long to locate him. New York City, New York. She’d printed out
directions using an internet map site, then asked her boss for a few personal
days. She decided to take Friday and Monday off. That gave her enough time to
drive to New York, profess her love, and hope he hadn’t already moved on to
someone else. Someone with a little less baggage.
“Ready
or not, here I come,” she mumbled and left the Ford Escort behind.
She
walked with her back straight and head high to the front doors of the huge
building. She was relieved to see the air was cooler inside. August weather in
New York was a bitch.
She
strode right up to the receptionist and tapped on the desk to get the girl’s
attention off her instant messenger.
“Can
I help you?”
“I
was hoping,” Mary said with a pleasant smile that belied her fluttery stomach.
“Could you tell me where Axel Remington is, please?” She’d even said please.
Quite the improvement if she did say so herself.
“He’s
in a meeting right now. Is he expecting you?”
Mary
laughed, drawing the attention of several men who stood around in the lobby. “I
doubt it, sweetie, but if you’ll tell me which floor I’d like to surprise him.”
She winked at the younger woman, which earned her a gum-smacking conspiratorial
grin in return.
“He’s
on floor twenty-two, suite sixty-nine.”
Sixty-nine.
Now why did that not surprise her? She thanked the girl and walked to the
elevator. When the door dinged, Mary stepped inside. The two other men in the
elevator came to attention at her presence, standing a little straighter and
smiling flirtatiously. Both pairs of male eyes roamed over her figure. Mary
rolled her eyes and pushed the button for Axel’s floor. When the doors opened,
she was only too relieved to escape the two barracudas.
She
looked around and spotted a sign that indicated suite nineteen was to the
right. She went to the right. Two doors down, she found what she was looking
for. Mary shored up her courage, flung open the door, and stepped inside.
The
room fell silent so fast one would have thought she was about to announce a
hostage situation. What appeared to be at least fifty men in business suits
turned and stared. Some of their mouths gapped open. Some lewdly gave her body
the once over. She didn’t see Axel anywhere and she was the only woman in the
room. Eww.
“Uh,
excuse me, I think I’ve got the wrong office,” she quickly apologized. Mary
started to back out of the room when she saw Axel come to his feet. He was at
the head of the oval table and he looked positively edible in his black Armani.
His forever-rumpled black hair and piercing blue eyes gave him a devilish air.
He towered over the other men in the room and put every single one of them to
shame with his sheer size and masculinity. They looked like little boys next to
him. God, she wanted him.
“You’ve
got the right room,” he said, his voice a whip of command. “The meeting’s over
for today. We’ll reschedule.”
The
mass of men filed quietly out of the room, some sparing her a glance of sorrow,
some merely curious. She gulped when she looked back up at Axel and saw his
expression. He wasn’t angry. He was livid. Cold fury radiated off him. She felt
it even from a distance.
She
straightened her spine and closed the door behind her. “Hi,” she mumbled.
He
moved around the end of the table, slowly coming toward her as if approaching a
wild tiger. “Mary,” he growled. Only her name and she melted.
He
had a kind of power over her and it frightened her. Not enough that she would
run away. Not ever again. Her future may still be uncertain, but she would meet
it head on. Axel just happened to be a very big part of it too.
She
hoped.
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February 26, 2013
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Ruby’s Awakening–part of the anthology Yes,
Master
Ruby is hoping to celebrate her promotion with a night of decadence, but her
unadventurous boyfriend lets her down. Good thing her gorgeous, dark-haired
neighbor is just waiting to show her all the naughty delights she’s been
missing…
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Bella Online says: "My favorite story of the trio [Ruby's Awakening], because Drake is a terrific hero!"
Romantic Times says: "Not too intense...surprisingly satisfying!" --4 1/2 stars
Harriet Klausner says: "A fun hot time for erotica readers!"
Chapter One
“You want the truth?” Ruby shouted into the phone. “Because you have a small
dick! There, feel better?”
Ruby cringed at the angry tone on the other end of the line. They’d dated for
close to two months and Ruby still wasn’t sure why she’d let it go on as long as
she had. Bryan, like all the other men before him, just didn’t light her fire.
She was starting to wonder if there was something seriously wrong with her when
she looked forward to having alone time with her vibrator more than she did a
flesh-and-blood man.
As Bryan went from angry to downright mean, spewing out nasty things about
her body, her job, even her mother, for crying out loud, Ruby pulled the phone
away from her ear and clicked the End button. She placed the phone on the
railing and let out a sigh of relief.
As she stood on the deck of her two-story home in the burbs and looked out at
her freshly cut lawn, Ruby took a mental tally of the number of relationships
she’d ended in a similar fashion. Okay, it wasn’t a big number, thank God for
that. Still, it made her wonder if she’d ever find a man capable of satisfying
her. Hell, it wasn’t as if her expectations were over the top. A nice guy with a
good job would be welcome. A decent-sized cock and a cute smile would be a plus.
Preferably someone who wasn’t living in his mother’s basement. So, why was it so
hard to find Mister Satisfaction Guaranteed?
Pondering that ever-present question, Ruby lifted her glass and swirled the
dark red liquid before taking a sip. It was good. Slightly pricey, but when
she’d purchased it she thought it was going to be worth the money. It was Friday
night and Bryan was supposed to be there celebrating with her. She’d finally
landed the job as director of operations. It was a big deal, and yet she stood
on her deck in the dark, alone. She should’ve taken her friend Carol up on her
offer to hit a few nightclubs. Dancing and loud music would’ve at least taken
her mind off her orgasm-starved body.
The sound of splashing water caught her attention, and Ruby looked to her
right. Her neighbor, Drake South, and his latest sex kitten, had apparently
decided to go for an evening swim in his pool. She rolled her eyes as the
woman’s naked breasts bobbed in the water. “Fake,” she muttered as
she watched the pair of
lovers. When Drake caught the woman around the waist and pulled her up against
his hard, wet chest, Ruby froze. Whoa, was he naked as well? It was too dark out
and the water hindered her view of the lower half of his body.
Ruby had often wondered about the dark-haired hottie with the scruffy facial
hair and the lightning bolt tattoo that traveled down his right bicep. He was
big and muscular, not an inch of fat on him thanks to his landscaping business.
His tanned body could make a nun drool. The harsh features of his face could
never be considered handsome, but there was something primitive about Drake.
Something rough and wild. It appealed to her on a level she generally chose to
keep hidden.
Unfortunately, Drake lived life on the edge, and Ruby had always steered a
wide path around him. She’d seen his type. Her own father had been an adrenaline
junky. He’d never taken life seriously. His need for adventure had eventually
killed him. Ruby could still remember that moment as if it were yesterday. It’d
been a perfect summer day. A nice breeze, warm sun shining down. She’d been
twelve years old and already more of an adult that her father. She’d heard her
parents arguing that morning right before her dad had stormed out of the house.
He’d sworn to be home in time for supper. Only he’d never returned. Ruby had
learned later that her father had died in a skydiving accident. Ruby’s heart
still ached when she thought of the sadness in her mother’s eyes. The knowledge
that it all could’ve been prevented had her dad stayed home that day. It still
made Ruby angry enough to see red. Her father’s drive for that next big thrill
had been the only thing on his mind that day.
Ruby was the exact opposite of her dad. She prided herself on her
well-ordered life. She had goals and was determined to meet them. She liked men
who were responsible and stable. To Ruby, common sense was more attractive than
empty promises. The Drake Souths of the world had no place in her world.
So, why was she watching him kiss a petite blonde as if it were his last day
on earth?
Just then Drake’s gaze lifted, and suddenly Ruby was caught in his snare. All
the blood left her face. She froze in place, unable to look away from the heat
in his eyes. Unable to give the lovers a measure of privacy. Ruby clutched the
deck railing and watched the erotic display playing out in the pool next door.
When Drake lifted his head and his lips curved upward, Ruby’s heart nearly
stopped beating. Oh crap, he knew she was watching! Her pussy flooded with
liquid warmth and her nipples pebbled. Go inside. Simply turn around and
walk away.
Ruby didn’t move. Could barely think as Drake lifted the woman to the edge of
the pool and sat her down on the hard cement. As his head descended between her
thighs, Ruby’s own clit throbbed and her panties grew damp with arousal. “Ah
hell, this is so freaking wrong,” she mumbled as she let her hand travel
downward to the hem of her black skirt. As she lifted the material and touched
the soaked, silk panties beneath, the muscles in Ruby’s legs quivered. At that
moment, the blonde’s legs widened and she let out a loud moan.
“Ah, screw it,” Ruby said to herself. It wasn’t the celebration she’d
anticipated, but a live show was better than her vibrator, any day of the
week.
Wait, had she really just thought that? Ruby was clearly out of her mind. “Do
the right thing,” she quietly scolded her inner bad girl. “Go inside and give
the pair of lovers their privacy.” The demand didn’t do a bit of good, though.
Instead, the fire sweeping over her raged wildly out of control. “Oh God, I’m
going to hell,” she whispered as she watched Drake, her neighbor, use his mouth
and hands to pleasure his petite, blonde date.
The woman wrapped herself
around Drake’s large, muscular frame and moaned.
A niggling of jealousy
crept over Ruby as she quickly took a step backward, slipping deeper into the
shadows of her deck to keep from being seen. Drake titled his head back, his
gaze unerringly seeking hers in the darkness and a forbidden thrill ran through
her.
“He can’t see me.” Ruby’s breath caught in her throat. “Surely, he
can’t see me.” “Do the right thing,” she quietly scolded her inner bad girl. “Go
inside and give the pair their privacy.” The demand didn’t do a bit of good
though. Instead, the fire sweeping over her raged wildly out of control. “Oh
God, I’m going to hell,” she whispered as she watched Drake, her neighbor, use
his mouth and hands to pleasure his petite, blonde-haired date.
The woman wrapped herself around Drake’s large, muscular frame and
moaned.
A niggling of jealousy crept over Ruby as she quickly took a step backward,
slipping deeper into the shadows of her deck, hoping Drake would think she’d
gone inside to give them their privacy. Drake titled his head back, his gaze
unerringly seeking hers in the darkness, and a forbidden thrill ran through
her.
“He can’t see me now.” Ruby’s breath caught in her throat. “Surely, he can’t
see me.”
Ruby cupped her mound through the dampness of her panties and watched as
Drake clutched the woman’s hip in one hand, holding her firm while he smoothed
his other hand up and down her bare, wet back. As his head once again descended
between the blond woman’s thighs, Ruby massaged and kneaded, running her fingers
in little circles over her clit. In her mind, she imagined it was Drake’s hands
on her body. His fingers teasing and playing.
As she slid the silky material aside and touched the slick and swollen folds
of her pussy, Ruby heard someone moan. Her eyes shot wide, wondering for a
moment if the sound had come from her. When she saw Drake cover the other
woman’s mouth with a palm, Ruby relaxed once more.
“What the hell am I doing?” she muttered, even as she slipped a finger inside
her overheated pussy. Her gaze took in the erotic sight next door and a rush of
moisture trickled down her thighs. Drake mumbled something, but Ruby couldn’t
make out what. The woman spread her legs wider and arched her back. Ruby thrust
her middle finger deep and her legs quivered. As the blonde pressed her pelvis
into Drake’s face, Ruby’s heart raced. What would it be like to have Drake’s
undivided attention like that? To be on the receiving end of all that untamed
male hunger? She suspected he would easily have her begging for him with the
slightest effort. There was just something about Drake. It was part of the
reason Ruby had steered clear of him. From the moment he’d moved in next door
earlier last year, Ruby knew she wasn’t cut out to handle him. He was too
intense, too extreme for her tastes. She preferred a man she could keep at arm’s
length. Drake struck her as the type who wouldn’t be content unless he was snug
and warm under a woman’s skin.
Suddenly Drake lifted his head, tilting it sideways, and once more Ruby could
swear the heat of his gaze was scorching a path over her body. It was
impossible, of course, she was too well hidden with her back pressed against the
siding. A large walnut tree provided a decent amount of cover too. Between the
distance, the tree, and the darkness, she knew he couldn’t see her.
When Ruby slipped a single wet finger in and out of her slick opening,
teasing gently, she flattened her other hand against the cool wall behind her,
desperate for the support. She closed her eyes and an image of Drake filled her
mind. Suddenly she pictured him thrusting his long, talented fingers in and out
of her, stroking her to a fever pitch. She could almost feel the brush of his
body against her sensitive nipples. Each erotic image brought forth a moan and
Ruby had to clamp her lips closed tight to contain the eager sounds.
She used her thumb to flick her clit and a cry tore free. Ruby thrust two
fingers deep, but it wasn’t enough. She needed more. She wiggled a third finger
inside her, and the snug fit caused her to widen her stance. She pumped hard and
fast. Her husky groans turned sharp with desire. Ruby coasted her other hand
down her body and fondled her distended clitoris. At once, Ruby flung her head
back and burst wide open. Her juices soaked her fingers and her pussy clenched
and unclenched, making her ache to feel the heavy weight of Drake’s hard cock.
It would feel good; she knew it in her bones. Drake would fill her. He wouldn’t
be like Bryan, content with a quickie in the dark. Drake would take her all
night long. Fuck her until she couldn’t stand up.
As her body relaxed, her pussy softening, Ruby pulled free and opened her
eyes. The pool was empty, Drake and the woman gone. Ruby sighed and stepped away
from the wall, feeling more alone than ever. “I need a man,” she muttered. Once
more, Drake’s sexy smile slid into her mind. The way he’d stared at her just
moments ago. Her fingers itched to touch his big, powerful body. Ruby’s
heartbeat sped up and she cursed. Why had she watched? She’d tortured herself
and now she would never get the man out of her head. “It’s going to be a long,
lonely night.” She turned and headed back inside. Another glass of wine, that
was what she needed. It’d relax her and maybe, just maybe put her to sleep.
As she tugged on the sliding glass door, a sound from behind her caught her
attention and she froze. Please don’t be Drake. Ruby turned. “Bryan?”
She frowned when she saw him stagger. Was he drunk? Fear skittered up her spine.
“What are you doing here?”
“Y-you hung up on me, Ruby.”
Oh, he was definitely drunk. And pissed, judging by the ugly glare. His
white-knuckled fists weren’t giving her a warm cozy feeling either.
Wow, could her evening get any worse?
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February 21, 2013
New Giveaway!
Brand New Giveaway!!
3 winners will get print copies of YES, MASTER and DESIRED All you do is post a status message on my Facebook Fan Page HERE (not on this blog) letting me know which of my books was your favorite and why. Be sure to tag yourself in the message as well. :)
I will pick winners on March 1st!
Keninsingtop Aphrodisia–February 26, 2013
Ruby’s Awakening–part of the print
anthology Yes, Master
Ruby is hoping to celebrate her promotion with a night of decadence, but her
unadventurous boyfriend lets her down. Good thing her gorgeous, dark-haired
neighbor is just waiting to show her all the naughty delights she’s been
missing…
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Excerpt
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Samhain
Publishing–April 2 2013
Desired–Cape May series in one print
anthology
Three sinfully sexy treats from Anne Rainey, all tied up just in time for the
holidays.
Temptation never takes a holiday.
What She Wants
When a sexy hunk checks into her B&B, desire reawakens inside widow
Summer Chase. Gage desperately needs a vacation, but one look at Summer and
relaxation is the last thing he wants. He wants a tasty Summer treat to savor,
one delectable inch at a time.
What She CravesTory is looking forward to a fun
Christmas party with her bad-boy buddy, Devon, on her arm. Then he and his best
friend, Con, offer her a gift her inner slut can’t refuse. After watching her
date men who aren’t good enough for her, the boys set out to show their skittish
princess that fairy tale endings can come in threes.
What She Needs
Tory’s delighted with Con’s V-Day gift—a week in Cancun for Valentine’s Day.
Until she realizes Devon’s not invited. Con was content to let Devon lead the
way at Christmas, but now it’s his turn. The deeper he falls in love with Tory,
the harder it is not to stake exclusive claim. Sooner or later, something—or
someone—has to give.
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February 8, 2013
Reilly's Wildcard--Kobo/Nook!
Now you can pre-order Reilly's Wildcard, Blackwater 4, on your Kobo and Nook devices.
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Blackwater, Book 4
The most potent lover she’s ever had…and the morning sickness to prove
it!
Lucy Rice knew that a night of uninhibited passion with sex-on-a-stick Reilly
Jennings would leave a lasting impression on her body. But never in a million
years did she expect to see a plus sign appear on that little white stick.
Pregnant? She can’t believe her eyes. When a second test confirms it, Lucy
admits the truth. She’s about to be a one-night-stand mommy. How’s that for
luck?
Reilly never wanted the responsibility of fatherhood, much less tie himself
to an infuriating, headstrong woman like Lucy. Still, his sense of honor won’t
let him abandon his baby like his biological parents abandoned him. Yet it isn’t
long before he’s captivated by the coming baby—and the mother carrying it.
Lucy is rocked with all sorts of conflicting feelings for the father of her
child. Unfortunately, she’s been down that road before, and it left her a
blubbering mess. Not again. No way, no how. Except Reilly seems hell-bent on
keeping her close. Maybe it’s the hormones, but Lucy’s beginning to forget why
that’s a bad idea…
Warning: This title contains a tender and romantic man bent
on proving he can be more than a good time, and a woman in serious need of the
love of an honorable man.
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Excerpt
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Pleasure Bound--in Target Stores now!!
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Excerpt:
Jonas tore himself out of his thoughts and sprinted
toward the front door. His entire body went from zero to sixty as he glanced
through the peephole. It seemed to take a shitload of time to unlock the door
and get it open. When he did, Jonas nearly swallowed his tongue at the sight
that greeted him.
Deanna stood in the hallway wearing a short black
dress and a pair of the sexiest black pumps he’d ever seen on a woman. Attractive didn’t begin to describe her.
Long legs, silky dark hair spilling down over her shoulders, and curves in all
the right places. His hands itched to reach out and touch.
“Deanna,” he said by way of greeting.
She planted one hand on her hip and clutched a small
black purse in the other. “Are you going to let me in or what?”
Jonas grinned at her sullen expression and stepped
back to give her room to enter. After she was inside, he shut and locked the
door. Deanna looked around the room; no doubt the interior designer in her was
hard at work measuring up his furnishings. He, on the other hand, was busy
measuring her up. Such a sweet ass.
What he’d love to do to that delicious body part alone. Yum.
“Uh, I told you I needed a decorator, so don’t
complain if it’s not up to par.”
She turned, halting his little fantasy. “It’s not so
bad.”
“It’s ugly as hell and we both know it.”
Their gazes clashed. “I didn’t come here to talk
about your couch.”
Jonas moved closer, noticing the way her spine
stiffened. “I was hoping not,” he murmured. “And?”
“I’ll come to Miami with you.”
She said it so fast; Jonas had to take a second
before the full meaning of her words hit him. “Be sure, Deanna. Be damn sure.”
She nodded and placed her palms against his chest.
“I am. I’m through denying myself.”
He kept his hands at his sides and willed himself to
stay calm. “I won’t hurt you, kitten. I’m not Gary.”
“I know you aren’t, but I’m not the fling type of
woman, Jonas. I don’t do casual sex.”
“Good,” he growled. “There’s nothing casual about
what I feel for you.”
Jonas wrapped his arms around her and pulled her against
him, needing to feel her curves and valleys; then he tasted her as if he had
all night. He licked her lips, and they parted for him. He thrust his tongue in
and fucked her hot mouth. Her soft, pliable flesh against his hard body made
him crazy with need. She was a drug to him. At that moment, Jonas knew he would
do anything, say anything, to be inside of her sweet heat. The idea that she
had so much control over him pissed him off.
Jonas lifted his head and stared down at her closed
eyes and flushed face. He took in the scoop neckline of her dress and the tops
of her heaving mounds of flesh that were exposed. Christ, what he wouldn’t give
to tug the material a few inches south, to see her tits all plump and soft and
ready to be suckled. He ached to wrap his lips around her nipples and nibble on
them with his teeth. Bending his knees, Jonas lifted her into his arms and
strode toward the couch.
Her eyes shot open when he sat her down in the
center. He saw realization dawn in their pretty depths. “W-what are you doing?”
“Giving you a taste of what you’ll get in Miami.”
“Jonas,
please.”
He wasn’t certain whether she was pleading for him
to continue or let her get up and leave. Jonas bent down and kissed her again,
tasting her sweetness. He lifted an inch and asked, “Please what, Deanna?”
She buried her fingers in his hair and tugged him
forward. “Please kiss me again.”
“Mmm, my pleasure, kitten.” He tilted her head back,
forcing her to look at him as he covered her mouth with his. She let out a
little whimper. “You’ve been driving me crazy,” he whispered between kisses.
“I’ve been a pain in the ass all week because I couldn’t stop thinking about
you.” He kissed his way over her chin and lower. When his lips found the jumpy
vein in her neck, he licked and sucked. Deanna’s fingers tightened, pulling
almost painfully at his hair. “Soon I’m going to kiss every inch of you. I’m
going to fill you up.” Jonas went to his knees in front of her and took hold of
the hem of her dress. “Until then, until Miami, there’s this…”
“Jonas, what are you doing to me?” she asked in a
voice gone husky with her arousal.
“I’ve been dying to taste you,” he answered.
Deanna’s eyes rounded and fire sparked to life in their brown depths. “Lift up
a little for me. Prove to me that you want this.”
When she quickly complied, Jonas’s dick hardened. He
slipped her dress upward a few inches, not quite exposing her panties. The
satin of her lightly tanned skin beckoned him. Lowering his head, Jonas kissed
a little mole high on her inner thigh. “Jesus, you have the sexiest legs I’ve
ever seen.” When he pushed the dress up to her waist, exposing a black, silky
thong, Jonas’s dick wept with joy. “Goddamn, that’s hot.”
She started to protest, and he could see the way her
cheeks bloomed pink at his erotic words. He didn’t know how experienced Deanna
was, but he suspected she was way too innocent for the likes of him. Not that
it mattered, because he wasn’t going anywhere.
Jonas fingered the leg band of the thong and hummed
his approval. “Did you wear this for me, Deanna?” She licked her lips and
stayed silent. Her gaze ate him up, though. If she only knew what that look was
doing to his self-control, she’d get up and run.
Not willing to give her too much time to rethink her
decision, Jonas tugged the little black scrap of material to one side, baring
her pussy for the first time…
TGIF! :)
And here's Jonas
Yes, Master--February 26th!
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