May Water's Blog, page 6
October 4, 2012
*twirls pigtail* Wanna play? Is role-playing for YOU?
Bring your fantasies to life-Is Role Playing for you?
With Halloween fast approaching I thought it would be a good time to delve into sexual role play. Induging in dress up games can add a bit of fun and spice to any relationship. For some of us our fantasies often portray our partner in another profession or role. Maybe they already have a job that turns us on, but the opportunity to fulfill it just hasn't happened (alot of businesses have security cameras now a days!) But is sexual role play for everyone? I think its's an area worth exploring. Maybe a stroll through the adult Halloween section with your honey could stir a hidden passion. Or checking out costumes online together could open up the discussion. If you see something that strikes either one of your fancy, post Halloween is a perfect time to scoop up discounted costumes, make up and wigs.
The thing to remember about sexual role play isn't necessarily the costume (although that does help one get into the role ). It's about attitude. Everyday life yields many opportunities to have a little fun. If your man is out clearing brush or cutting the lawn, why can't the mistress of the house give the sweaty lawnboy a nice thank you by greeting him at the door, tugging him to the bathroom,and sponging him off in a nice hot bath? How about making yourself look desirable, showing up at your honey's favorite lunch spot, pretending you don't know eachother, and slip them a hot note? Your partner will most likely be eager to get home when the work day is done. If your man is fiddling under your car, how about a skirt, heels, and no panties while the customer (you) inspects him working? The possibilities are endless.
Here's a list of the most common role plays for couples. Even if you choose not to go with costumes then maybe just a little shift in imagination will make some everyday chore a little more fun if you get a bit naughty. Have fun and Feel Good!
Teacher – Student
Slave – Master
Plumber- Housewife
Photographer – Model
Escort – Client
Doctor – Nurse
Stripper – Client
Fireman – Trapped person
Excerpt SALT WATER TAFFY/SEASIDE SURRENDER SERIES
“That’s my sweet girl,” Molly purred as she kissed Jess’s teary face. She had gotten used to Jess’s after-orgasm cries. It didn’t happen every time but often enough to prompt Molly to keep a supply of handkerchiefs next to her bed. She reached over Jess to snag a clean one. Then she dabbed her face lovingly, alternating the dabs with small kisses. Jess gave her a sweet smile and Molly’s heart leaped. In the soft rays of sunset Jess appeared to glow like an angel. Molly tugged her pigtails playfully.
“My little angelic schoolgirl,” she whispered in her ear softly.
Jess twirled one of her long blonde pigtails. “Mmhm, I’m all yours,” she said in a little girl’s voice, causing Molly’s pussy to tingle. She grinned at Jess before nibbling her neck, thinking back to what Michael said about not passing by any opportunity to live out one’s fantasies. She and Jess had a huge list of fantasies. They would have fun crossing each one off their itinerary list after completing each one.
“Good, that’s what I want to hear,” whispered Molly before kissing her lips. “That you’re all mine.” Jess wound her arms around Molly’s neck and kissed her back, both girls very much in sync.
“Mmhm,” responded Jess softly. “I’m your favorite flavor remember?” Molly chuckled as she nuzzled into Jess’s chest, loving the feel of her soft arms wrapped around her and the sound of her steady heartbeat. As she rested her head against Jess’s chest she felt safe. She felt happy. But most importantly, she felt hope.
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October 3, 2012
Halloween's coming. It's dress up time! PG-rated excerpt QUEEN MARYMARY
Halloween's coming. It's dress up time! PG-rated excerpt QUEEN MARYMARY. You can go to: http://www.bookstrand.com/may-water for the adult excerpt!
"Are you sure you want me with you? I’m not as polished as John. I’m not used to these big parties.” Eric was fussing with his headdress as the motor car sloshed down the street. It was another rainy night in Scotland. He was dressed as an Indian, and Mary couldn’t keep her hands off his thighs.
“Are you kidding? I have the most luscious Indian in my company.” She lifted his loincloth yet again and groaned. She squeezed his muscular thigh and then outlined his bulge which was encased in tight under drawers. Eric smacked her hand away playfully and chuckled.
“If you keep doing that, I’ll walk into the party standing at attention!” he hissed.
Mary attempted to snake her hand under his loincloth again, but he slid over to the far side of the bench seat. He crossed his arms over his chest like an Indian warrior, glared at her, and then stuck his tongue out. Mary giggled and scooted closer.
“I promise to be good right now. But I promise that later you will not know what hit you. As soon as we’re in our stateroom, my head will be under that loincloth,” she purred in his ear.
Eric glanced sideways and grinned. “Good, I always wanted to fuck a bird.” Mary laughed out loud and punched him on the arm.
“I’m not a bird! I told you I’m a phoenix! See the gold tail?” she grasped the long golden feather cord attached to the back of her outfit. Eric exhaled and gazed out the window. Then he turned to her with a smile.“Will you cluck when I fuck you, or crow, or sing? Or whatever phoenixes do?” She knew he was joking with her, which she appreciated.
“I suggest you be a silent Indian warrior. Otherwise you won’t find out,” she said shortly, trying to sound stern.
Her lips pinched in a serious line as she gazed at the rain dripping down the window. But when he started whistling like a bird she began laughing. He nuzzled into her neck, his feathered headdress tickling her bosom.
“Liar, you can’t resist me,” he murmured, nibbling her neck playfully.
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s up time! PG-rated excerpt QUEEN MARYMARY
September 30, 2012
HOT Whitley Gray’s, Shooting For The Gold
Hello and welcome to the 1st stop in Sensuous Promos Book Blog Tour for Whitley Gray’s, Shooting For The Gold - Going For The Gold Anthology. Throughout this blog hop – which runs September 30th through October 26th – there will be 5 stops. At the end of which all commentators (from all the blog stops) will be eligible to win a $10 Amazon eGift Card. The winner will be announced on October 27th in the evening and posted in the comments sections of all the stops. Please remember to leave your email address so we can contact the winner and get you your prize!
Bio:
Once upon a misspent youth, Whitley read and wrote stories under the covers at night. At some point, real life intervened, bringing with it responsibilities and a career in the medical field. After years of technical writing, Whitley became enamored of romance and took on the challenge of giving it a try. Inventing characters and putting them through paces in interesting ways turned out to be addictive, and along the way, Whitley discovered that two heroes is twice as nice. A pot of coffee, quiet, and a storyline featuring a couple of guys makes for a perfect day. Stop by www.whitleygray.com and feed your fix for heat between the sheets with erotica and M/M romance.
BLURB:
Matt Justice has worked for years toward his goal of winning Olympic gold. Three decades ago, his father won an Olympic shooting competition; he was Matt’s biggest supporter until he said two little words: “I’m gay.” If he can emulate the feat his father accomplished in the past, maybe Matt can mend their fractured relationship.
Physician Levi Wolf and his partner Brett had looked forward to attending the London Olympic Games, until the car accident that left Levi unscathed but killed the love of his life. It’s been three years, and Levi has kept his heart under wraps. He’s attending the Olympics alone—as a physician instead of as a tourist. The last thing he wants to consider is letting go of Brett’s memory.
When Matt has an accident that threatens his ability to compete, Levi uses his skill at acupuncture to treat the blinding headaches. As the competition comes down to the wire, Levi discovers that sometimes the prize is right in front of you.
EXCERPT:
Matt squinted at the map. God, he hoped he’d taken the right direction to find the shuttle to the shooting venue at the Royal Artillery Barracks. For the last month, he’d anticipated seeing the unique decorations for the Olympic use of the buildings. The equipment should’ve arrived, and until he saw with his own eyes that the firearms had made it, he wouldn’t be able to rest. The campus made no sense. Where the devil was the exit to this place? The Olympic Village might as well be a labyrinth. Matt turned the chart to the side. North? Which way was —
Clang.
Pain exploded in his forehead and nose. Matt staggered sideways onto the grass, lost his fight with gravity, and fell. The vision in his right eye blurred, and the inside of his head reverberated with pain. “Fuck.”
“Okay, mate?” The voice came from above, concern wrapped in a Cockney accent.
Matt clapped a hand over his eye, which made the pain worse, and pulled his fingers away smeared with red. Blood? No fucking way. What’d he hit? He turned his head, and hissed as pain thumped his skull. Bad idea. “What hit me?”
“Ye ’it the scaffold.” Feet clanged on metal, clopped on concrete, and muted on the grass. “Yer bleedin’. Shite.”
Through bleary eyes, Matt squinted at the workman who squatted next to him. The man’s wooly eyebrows knit in concern. He fumbled in his pocket and held out a handkerchief. Matt watched himself take the cloth. A wave of nausea twisted his gut, and he flipped on his side and retched, head pounding. Jesus Christ.
“Ye okay?”
Kidding, right? Wiping the back of his hand across his mouth, Matt rolled to his back and opened his eyes. Overcast sky, smell of grass, and ringing in the ears. Just dandy.
More footsteps rustled across the grass, and a blond man came into view. Lips tight, he frowned and knelt beside Matt. “Hey there. Looks like a nasty cut. Can you open your right eye?” Midwestern American accent. A fellow athlete?
“It is open. Isn’t it?”
“No.” The hanky was pulled out of Matt’s hand, and Blond Guy dabbed at the cut. “Better get you to the clinic.”
Aw, shit on a biscuit. Clinic? Doctors and X-rays and needles? He’d never live it down. Matt groaned. “It’s not that bad. A little clean up and an ice pack and I’ll be fine.”
Blond Guy’s frown deepened, twin creases forming between his eyebrows. He leaned in. Nice eyes, blue like the steel of a shotgun. “That’s not going to do it. Too deep. Looks like you rang your bell when you connected with the post. You might have a concussion.”
Matt struggled to sit up, and the scenery took a drunken swirl. Nausea burbled in his throat. “I don’t have a concussion.” He clamped his teeth together and took a couple of deep breaths through his nose. Don’t vomit. Sit for a minute, reassure the Good Samaritan, and go check on the guns. “I need to go.”
A warm hand landed on his shoulder. “A quick look. I promise I’ll make it brief —”
“Wait a minute. You’ll take a look?” Probably some former military medic, like Norm.
A brilliant smile broke across Blond Guy’s face and he extended a hand. “Levi Wolf, M.D., at your service. Call me Levi.”
A doctor? Here in the Village? On autopilot, he shook. “Matt Justice.”
“Staff or competitor?” asked Levi.
“Competitor. Shooting.”
“Clinic’s right over there.” Levi nodded toward glass double doors on the opposite side of the courtyard. “Can you walk?”
Target estimated at twenty meters. That he could do. Matt grunted an assent.
“I kin help,” the workman volunteered, glancing from Levi to Matt.
Well, it couldn’t get much more humiliating. Might as well go to the clinic. “Let’s go.”
It did get more humiliating. Levi and the workman — who introduced himself as Gideon — each took one of Matt’s arms and wrapped an arm around his waist. The two carried more than walked him across the grass, through the doors, and into a cubicle.
While he waited for Levi to return, Matt contemplated the gray and white stripes of the curtain, one eye at a time. Left eye clear, right eye blurry. Must not have gotten the blood cleaned up well enough. That had to be it. Perfect vision in his right eye was crucial for shooting. What if he couldn’t compete?
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September 28, 2012
May Water from Siren Publishing, a lady that enjoys writing hot sex scenes, and loves a great heroine
Tuesday, September 25, 2012
Raw Hide And Seek Interview
Welcome to BRB, sweeties! Can you believe it's almost October? I don't know where all the time went, but I'm still running to catch up. Before we know it Hallowe'en will be here. We're going to a friends' party this year. And, yes, I will be wearing a costume. LOL I'm not sure of what yet. But I'll figure something out. I post some pictures when the time comes then we can all share a good laugh. >.<!! My guest today is western erotic author May Water from Siren Publishing, a lady that enjoys writing hot sex scenes, and loves a great heroine! Tell us about yourself, May.
After many years of working with children I decided to make a career change. I discovered a passion for writing erotic romance. I also discovered that it was nice to get back in touch with the ‘big people’ world. I dove into writing head first. Now I'm quite addicted. My first 10 books were released February 2011 -February 2012 through Siren Publishing. Writing never bores me. The more I write, the more I want to write.
Where and/or how do you find the greatest inspiration?
The women in my life have been my greatest inspiration. Not only did I grow up with a huge assortment of strong Italian women relatives, my mom raised me and my five sisters after my dad passed away. I saw firsthand the nurturing strength of women. Most of my tales depict women who, despite being strong, take good care of their men.
What made you chose to write western erotic romance literature in particular? And, is there any other genre you’d like to write? And, if so, why?
I started out with the intention of writing main stream romance when I wrote my first book MAGNIFICENT KING. Yet my characters were just itching to get naked so I wrote a bunch of sex scenes for fun. Afterwards I deleted the sex scenes. When I reread the manuscript before submitting it felt flat to me. So I re-added the sex scenes and submitted to erotic romance publishers. I had actually never read an erotic romance prior to my writing one. The other genres I intend to dive into (eventually) are murder mystery and children’s books. I would also like to do some magazine writing.
Which appears first when contemplating a new project: a character, the plot or the title?
Always the heroine. Heroines are popping into my head all the time. They are from all different age groups, ethnicities, and cultures. Once a heroine pops into my head I follow her in my mind and then write down what I see.
What’s the hardest part of a novel for you to write: beginning, middle or end? Why?
The end because I don’t want to leave my heroines. I really get to know them as I follow them. It feels like losing a friend when I have to say good bye.
Has your own life influenced your novels? If so, how?
I’ve had an adventurous life so I do see many similarities between myself and some of my heroines. They tend to travel a lot, just like I did/do J
Writing sex/romantic scenes can be a challenge for some authors. Do you find it difficult? If yes, how do you compensate? If no, where do you draw your inspiration?
I find writing sex scenes extremely pleasurable and fun so they are easy for me to write. The non- sexual scenes tend to be a drag for me, I am usually eager for my characters to get naked again.
Do you use a certain formula to write the sensual parts? Do you prefer the sex to be open and bold? Or left to the imagination?
All of my characters are very different so I just go with the flow. As I re read my previous books I see that most scenes are open and bold. Especially the scenes when characters have come out of their shells!
Who is your favourite character, which you’ve created? And, why?
Wow, that’s a difficult question since I love all my gals and guys. I’d have to say that my favorite heroine I have had the pleasure of meeting is Maddie. She’s tough yet lovable. Everyone will meet her in my upcoming western RAW HIDE & SEEK. My favorite hero is a toss-up between Michael from the Seaside Surrender series (he’s a riot!) and Eirkr from IN THE BEGINNING. I kept wishing that the heroine (Mar) in that tale would end up with him.
Tell us about your newest release.
RAW HIDE & SEEK releases September 2012 through Siren Publishing. It is book 1 in the Lassoed Lovers series. It’s a classic historical erotic western with a lot of unexpected twists and turns. I’m extremely excited about this fun series. It has something for everyone!
Just for fun–
What is your favourite colour?
Dark purple
Which do you prefer a great hero or a great villain?
Great heroine!
What is your favourite movie? And, why?
I don’t have a favorite movie in particular, but I do love the classics. One of my favorite classics is The Ghost & Mrs. Muir. I’m a believer in soul mates so that movie strikes a chord with me.
If you could be anyone in the world who would it be? Why?
Me. If not me then I would want to be a whale. I’m not kidding. This being a human isn’t easy sometimes.
Where do you see your writing career in the next five to ten years?
No idea. I just know that I’ll be writing no matter what. I don’t care if I’m rich or poor, I’m gonna keep on writing!
RAW HIDE & SEEK
Blurb:
Welcome to Summerville, Colorado. An Old Western town full of love, passion, and heartache. Meet spunky Maddie, horseman Parker, and bad boy Romney. A love triangle that leads to violence and a game of hide and seek. Add sensuous school mistress Trina to the mix. Who will lasso Maddie’s heart?
Excerpt:
Parker sucked in his breath. “You don’t have to, Maddie,” he whispered. Maddie gave him a wry grin. “I know that. I want to. Now unbuckle your pants before I rip them off you,” she snapped. Parker immediately unbuckled his pants and she tugged them down roughly. As soon as she saw his cock her mouth enveloped it. She loved when it was small like this. She was able to fit the entire thing in her mouth. It began to grow quickly. She grasped the base and began bobbing her head up and down.
“Oh God, yes, Maddie,” he moaned as he stroked her hair. Maddie glanced up at him and she was pleased. He was leaning against the tree with eyes closed, very much enjoying himself. She quickened her pace, licking and slurping in a most unladylike manner. When she shoved the full length of his dick down her throat, he cried out with pleasure, tightening his grip on her hair. She felt a stirring in his balls when she cupped them lovingly. Parker bucked his hips, moaning loudly. Then quite suddenly he pushed her head away. Within seconds he was on the ground with her, grabbing at her roughly.
“Bend over,” he panted. Maddie’s excitement sky rocketed as he began tugging at her pants roughly. She barely unfastened them when he pulled them down. He leaned over, bit one ass cheek, and then slapped it hard.
“Fuck me. Fuck your wife,” she said hoarsely. Parker leaned on her back. His cock bumped into the back of her thigh before it slid into her wet cunt. She moaned loudly as he grasped her hair, sliding in and out deliciously. She pushed back into him roughly, encouraging him to pick up the pace. When he began to pound faster, she thought she would pass out with joy. She grasped the tree trunk as he pounded her. Parker slammed into her forcefully. Within moments he tensed and cried out.
“Yes, yes!” he cried, pushing into her as far as he could. Maddie bit her arm as he came, relishing the feel of his cock expanding and constricting inside of her. He let go of her hair as his strokes slowed. She could hear his breath coming in short gasps. Then he leaned on her back and kissed her ear.
“I love you,” he whispered.
Maddie bumped back on him gently and wiggled her rear. “You’d better,” she whispered back. Parker chuckled as he slid out of her. She moved on her back and gazed up at him, shielding her eyes from the sun with an arm.
“I love you, too,” she said with a small smile.
“Hey, I think we just christened our bedroom.” Parker said with a smile.
“And just think, the house hasn’t even been built yet,” she said. They both laughed. Maddie wasn’t really sure why was so funny. But it was.
Purchase Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/may-water Publisher Link: http://www.sirenpublishing.com May Water/Erotic Romance Author/ Siren PublishingLassoed Lovers series:
RAW HIDE & SEEK
RAW HIDE AWAYBALLS TO THE WALL DETECTIVES INC.Love Beyond all Dimensions Series:
MAGNIFICENT KING
SPIRIT TWINS
IN THE BEGINNING
STEAMBLAST FROM THE PAST
QUEEN MARYMARYSeaside Surrender Series:
SALT WATER TAFFY
MOLLY DOLL
PEPPERMINT STICKS
LICORICE WHIPS
Thanks for stopping by, May! All the best! ~ Blak Rayne
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September 26, 2012
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September 25, 2012
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September 24, 2012
May Water nominated 2012 Best Bondage Writer
I'm nominated for best 2012 Bondage Writer. Vote here(cracks whip)Please & Thank you!:
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SEXTREME Erotic Alternative Romance, F/F, with M/F, heavy consensual BDSM, pegging involving secondary characters, spanking, whipping, sex toys LICORICE WHIPS-
SEXTREME- Erotic Historical Ménage Romance, F/F/M/M/M with F/F and M/M, public exhibition, consensual BDSM, knife play, asphyxiation PEPPERMINT STICKS-
SEXTREME-Erotic Historical Romance, F/F/M/M with M/M and F/F, M/F/M, F/F/F, public exhibition, consensual heavy BDSM, knife play, blood play, spanking, sex toys MOLLY DOLL-
SEXTREME-Erotic Historical Ménage a Quatre Romance, F/F/M/M with M/M and F/F, F/F/F, public exhibition, voyeurism, spanking, sex toys
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September 22, 2012
Make it a Bilovable Weekend!
Bisexual Celebrations are taking place all over the country. In my home town of Boston the BRC has some cool events happening. visit their website- http://www.biresource.net/
Their statement: The Bisexual Resource Center envisions a world where love is celebrated, regardless of sexual orientation or gender expression. Because bisexuals today are still misunderstood, marginalized and discriminated against, the BRC is committed to providing support to the bisexual community and raising public awareness about bisexuality and bisexual people.
Love & Warmth to you all! May Water
Bilovable books by May Water/Siren Publishing:
Salt Water Taffy
Molly Doll
Peppermint Sticks
Licorice Whips
Balls To The Wall Detectives Inc.
Raw Hide & Seek
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Madams & Gunslingers~The Erotic Old west
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Saturday, September 22, 201
Nicole Morgan: May Water with a little bit of history and fun!
Hollywood and pulp fiction gave us gun slingers strutting down dusty streets, tanned cowboys riding on the open plains, rowdy saloons overflowing with lawlessness, and the mysterious Native Americans forced to endure the invasion of the white men. Those movies and re -run TV shows were great fun growing up. Even I couldn't resist strapping on a set of shiny silver plastic six shooters and donning a faux suede vest one Halloween. When the classic westerns faded and were replaced with the less violent Little House on the Prairie and Grizzly Adams, I kind of lost interest. They were too tame. I did admire the frontier struggle, and watching families (for the most part) stick together through it all. The men were tough. The women were tough in their own way. They held their families together which was admirable. Yet whenever I watched them I instinctively knew that not all women would have been happy filling the role as frontier wife and mother. Week after week I silently wished more women would toss their crisp aprons aside, grab a shot gun, and ride alongside the men. Or simply leave the beans cooking in the Dutch oven and head off into the sunset in search of a life that suited them better.
I spent some time researching women of the West before writing the LASSOED LOVERS series. What I discovered made me smile. Maddie Catalan in RAW HIDE & SEEK and RAW HIDE AWAY is a combination of the notable women I found. My research proved that there were plenty of women who indeed rode alongside the men, or veered off the path of 'proper women'. There were plenty of women that were more at home in a saddle than in the kitchen, or more at home in a brothel than the barnyard. Two of these women spoke to me the loudest. They made headlines. They had a lust for life. Despite their affluent backgrounds and family influence, they certainly followed their own paths. Both of their names were Pearl.
Pearl de Vere (circa 1862 - June 5, 1897), known as the "soiled dove of Cripple Creek", was a 19th century prostitute and brothel owning madam of the American Old West. Little is known about her youth. She was believed to have been born in Chicago, Illinois around 1862, and raised by well to do parents. She migrated to Denver, Colorado, while in her teens. She was known in Denver as "Mrs Martin", although it is not believed that she was married at the time. By the age of either 14 or 15 she was a working prostitute in Denver. When business slowed, she moved to the new boomtown of Cripple Creek, Colorado, in 1893.(Wikipedia)
Pearl was said to have been a good businesswoman, strong willed, and smart. Her girls were encouraged to practice good hygiene, and have monthly check- ups. When Pearl's husbands mill and her first brothel was destroyed in a fire, he went off to accept a position as a smelter in Mexico, she opened a new brothel (The Old Homestead), a lavish structure which cost guests $250 per night (other establishments charged $3). Pear was found unconscious one morning by one of her girls. Although the doctor believed she died of morphine overdose ( she often used morphine to sleep) but that was never confirmed. Of interest was the fact that the night before she had gotten into an argument with a wealthy Parisian admirer. One wonders if her death wasn't investigated simply because she was a madam. Interestingly, the Parisian man later mailed a check to cover her funeral costs, an extremely lavish affair. The entire town came of Cripple Creek came to witness her burial. The Old Homestead is now a museum.
Pearl Hart, née Taylor, (c. 1871 – after 1928) was a Canadian-born outlaw of the American Old West. She committed one of the last recorded stagecoach robberies in the United States; her crime gained notoriety primarily because of her gender. Many details of Hart's life are uncertain with available reports being varied and often contradictory. (Wikipedia)
While attending boarding school at the age of 16 Pearl became besotted with a young man. They eloped. Later she discovered he was an abusive drunk. They parted and reconciled many times, until Pearl became involved with Joe Boot. The pair committed many robberies, including what is believed to be the last stage coach robbery in history. Hart maintained that the money was for her ailing mother. The media jumped all over Pearl's story. A Cosmopolitan article said Hart was "just the opposite of what would be expected of a woman stage robber, when angry or determined, hard lines show about her eyes and mouth." That makes me smile. What on earth did they think a female stage coach robber should look like? Upon Pearl's prison release she was given a train ticket to Kansas City, Missouri. The facts of her life after that are sketchy. Pearl's life has been portrayed in pulp fiction, film, and also in many books.
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Maddie approached Randy while she was atop Mia. He was saddling up one of the stallions.
“Howdy,” she said casually as she stopped next to him. Mia stomped her hooves after sniffing the other horse.
“Hey,” Randy said after touching the brim of his hat.
“My aunt has a list of things she needs in town for the upcoming horse show. I told her I’d give you the list,” she said as she held up the square of paper in her hand.
“Aw, you’re such a good girl,” he said with a playful grin. Maddie frowned at him.
“First of all, I’m not a girl. Second of all, I’m not always good,” she said sassily. When she stuck her tongue at him he laughed. Then he held his hand up to her.
“Okay, you got me there. The list, madam?” he asked in a mock French accent. Maddie pursed her lips. She shoved the paper in her cleavage.
“Ever play hide-and-seek?” she asked. Randy stared at her.
“Yeah,” he responded carefully.
“Well, I’m quite good at the game. I’ll hide. You seek. If you want your list, then come and get it, cowboy.” With that Maddie was off like a shot. She headed right to the fields, which led to the river. The world raced past as Mia broke out in an all-out run. At one point, Maddie looked back, and she grinned. Sure enough Randy was after her. At that point he was a speck in the distance, but he would catch up quick. She aimed to reach her special spot before he did.
As soon as Maddie reached the huge weeping willow at the river, she slid off Mia quickly. The horse was panting heavily as she headed to the water’s edge. Maddie fished the paper from inside her shirt and shoved it in the crotch of her jeans as she scooted under the canopy of the willow tree. Just as she pulled her hand out, Randy charged into the clearing.
“Oh, Maddie,” he called out sweetly. “Come out, come out, wherever you are.” She stifled a giggle as she watched him through a break in the drooping tree limbs. He took off his hat and mopped his brow with a cloth before placing the hat back on his head. Then he began stalking toward the tree with a wry grin. She thought she would pee from excitement.
“Gotcha,” Randy said as he pushed back a section of drooping tree. Maddie laughed out loud and backed against the tree trunk.
“You found me, but you haven’t found the list,” she said before biting her lower lip. She slid her hand over her breast, to her hip, and then to her crotch. Randy stared at her. The dark look that came over his face was not what she expected.
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Posted by Nicole Morgan at 12:29 AM
Labels: Brothel, Erotic Contemporary Romance, Erotic Cowboy Romance, Nicole Morgan, Pearl de Vere, Pearl Hart, Raw Hide and Seek, Raw Hide Away, Siren Bookstrand, Siren Publishing
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