K. Langston's Blog, page 4
October 30, 2014
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So I'm sitting around one day, tapping my chin when I should be pecking a keyboard. None of my characters would talk to me. It's the most frustrating thing in the world when you are dying to write but you can't hear any voices.
Of course, I hear voices...doesn't everyone?
Anyway, I had 3 projects open on my laptop, but I all I could do was stare at each one. I waited and waited and still...nothing.
Then all of the sudden...
BOOM!
Charlie and Lacy were born.
I spent the entire day with these two. When I finished I let my street team read it. They loved it and begged for more. Me, being the generous person I am, agreed to release a little more of Charlie and Lacy with each upcoming holiday. I am so excited to bring you these new characters and their unusual story.
Then again, Halloween is indeed...strange and unusual.
BOOM.com
A sexy Halloween Short by K. Langston
~Please excuse any grammatical or editing errors. This story was written strictly for fun and is being served up as a free treat to readers~
WARNING: Graphic language and extreme hotness...proceed with caution.
Enjoy
I made a deal with the devil.
She wore a red leotard, stilettos, and sequined horns. Kara thought it would be fun to do the whole Angel/Devil bit. I thought it was ridiculous, especially since I was the angel. I was anything but. I wanted to be the devil, but it just wasn’t a part of my blood line. Kara had flaming red hair, green eyes, and nerves of steel. My honey blond locks held an angelic curl, my eyes reflected the color of the clear blue sky, and my shy disposition had always been a weakness.
But never my downfall.
We were on our way to her boss’ Halloween party, an elaborate event he put on every year. Charles Brannon is a computer mogul, owning one of the largest internet companies in the world, Brannon Software. Kara had been the head of marketing for six months now. The company had recently launched the search engine BOOM.com, hosting Siri like features and a multitude of other helpful online tools. It was the most innovative thing I’d ever seen. Which was why I wanted to learn everything about it. The online guide’s name was Charlie.
Charlie was awesome.
He didn’t have one of those robotic voices. It was almost as if you were talking to a real live person. Charlie was most helpful, assisting in all sorts of online activities. From picking out a new comforter on Target.com to helping set up my new Tumblr account. He also helped find the perfect angel costume and even encouraged me to buy some sexy lingerie to wear with it. I’d never bought lingerie before. Never had a reason to. I told Charlie this, but he convinced me it was a legitimate purchase, citing every women should own at least one piece lingerie.
I decided Charlie was right.
I cringed when I uploaded a mirror shot of me in my plain cotton bra and panties to the avatar feature of the trustworthy site, but when Charlie gave a soft and sensual BOOM to notify me it was complete, it was clear that I had indeed lost it. A damn computer was turning me on. His voice was eccentric, deep and completely hypnotic at times, Charlie began virtually dressing me in different styles of lingerie, complimenting me repeatedly on the curvy shape of my body, the outfits. Pretty sure he was programmed to do it, but I bathed in his smooth voice all the same.
Together, we chose three complete ensembles and it was the first time in years I actually felt good about myself. I had on one of the lacy white sets I’d purchased underneath my costume tonight. Which consisted of a white form fitting dress that met the top of my knees, a halo and a pair of white wings with silver glitter on them. Kara said I looked smoking hot, and if she didn’t love men so much, she’d totally do me.
I’d never been hot.
Cute?
Yes.
Hot?
Never.
That’s what is so awesome about Halloween though, you can be anything you want. Clown. Psychopath.
An undercover angel with a desire to sin.
Kara being Kara, we arrived fashionably late and found the party was well underway. The high rise condo was packed. My eyes scanned the room, taking it all in. Strobe lights bounced off everyone and everything. There was a DJ set up in the back dressed up like Michael Jackson, Thriller style, doing his thing behind a set of monster turntables. “Lacy, this way.” We began to make our way through the crowd. Batman waved as we passed and a pirate smiled. There were lots of zombies. Scary, grotesque zombies that were seriously creeping me out. “Two shots of tequila.” Kara said once we finally made it to the bar.
“I’m driving, I can’t drink.” I reminded her.
“You can have one shot. You need to loosen up.” She was right. I needed to relax. I told myself I was going to have a good time tonight and that’s what I aimed to do. Inhaling a deep breath, I exhaled slowly, my muscles releasing some of the tension they’d collected on the way. “Here.” Kara slid me the shot and handed me a lime. She raised her glass up to meet mine.
“To Charlie!” I said a little louder than I meant to and a deep, husky laugh vibrated down my spine while the smooth tequila slid down my throat. I gulped, the warm liquid giving me the courage I needed to turn around.
I’d seen Charles Brannon before. He was in the tabloids and news constantly being the successful man that he was. The fact he was one of New York’s most eligible bachelor kept him in the spotlight as well. Every photo or TV appearance I’d seen, he was dressed to perfection in one of his expensive tailor made suits, or my personal favorite, dark blue jeans, button down and a sharp sports coat. Either way, he always looked smart and dapper. But right now, Charles Brannon was half naked, wearing a plaid kilt, leather arm cuffs and a toe curling grin. He looked like he belonged on the cover of some Highlander romance novel, with his strong hands, broad shoulders and impressive build.
His body looked more than capable of bringing a woman to her knees, or fighting like hell to protect her. His eyes were the color of lustrous emeralds and his hair, a magnificent mane that barely clipped his chin. Not the well tamed locks he normally tamed with product. My fingers itched to touch, even though I knew they would never be worthy of such a marvelous treat. He swiped the tip of his tongue along his full bottom lip before pulling it back with the top of his teeth.
The lace between my legs grew wetter.
His eyes fell over my shoulder. “Kara, you didn’t tell me you were bringing a guest.” Those captivating eyes slid right back to mine. He had a slight Irish accent. Guess that explains the costume choice. Perfect choice I might add.
“Charles, this is my dear friend and roommate, Lacy Green.”
He extended his hand and I automatically reached for him, desperate for even the smallest touch “I’ve heard so much about you, Lacy.” The way he said my name, like he was making love to it, I nearly melted on the spot.
What the hell could she have possible told him that would earn me such a wicked grin? That I was a hobbit? That I rarely went anywhere without a laptop and my coffee? Or that I organized my underwear drawer which had recently graduated from cotton to lace. I was the most boring person ever, but his eyes on me like this, I felt like I was the most interesting person in the room. I shivered beneath his lustful gaze. “Nice to meet you Mr. Brannon.”
“Charles.” he corrected.
My blood thrummed with heat, radiating from my lower belly. I could not find the will to look away from this mouthwatering man. “Charles.” I tested it on my tongue. His name tasted different than when I’d moaned around it within the privacy of my dark bedroom. While I shamelessly fantasized about him.
Face to face, it tasted so much better.
Frankenstein approached, whispering into Charles’s ear. He nodded. “Excuse me, I’ll be right back.”
I watched as he walked away, admiring the sinewy muscles of his impressive back. Tossing a wink over his shoulder, he disappeared into the crowd. “Why didn’t you tell me your boss was so fucking hot?”
Kara laughed. “I thought you knew.”
Hell, I thought I did too.
Unbeknownst to my roommate, I was somewhat obsessed with her boss. I stalked him religiously online and I had a ton of pictures hidden in a file labeled Thurstonon my phone. Mike Thurston was in there too, but it was mostly to disguise my Charles Brannon stash. The man was a fucking dream to look at, but he was all together fascinating in person.
Kara nudged my arm. “I think he likes you.”
I scoffed. “Shut up.”
“Seriously, I’ve never seen him interact with a woman that way.”
“Hard to believe a man that good looking doesn’t have a girlfriend, or a wife.”
“Charles is very…particular. He only dates a certain kind of woman.”
“What kind is that?”
“The paid kind.” Kara informed me.
Hmm…come to think of it, I’ve never seen him pictured with a woman before.
Interesting.
I didn’t get a chance to ask what she could have possibly told him about me before Charles returned, and he’d brought company. Kara went rigid next to me. Standing to her full height of 5’5” minus the four inch heels. I recognized him by the picture she’d showed me online. Slayden Kane, billionaire and silent partner of Brannon Software. These men were polar opposites. Slayden’s dirty blonde hair was slicked back and he was dressed entirely in black, a suit that fit him very well in all the right places.
What is he supposed to be?
“Mr. Kane.” Kara greeted and Slayden took her hand, his eyes working over her body from head to toe like he was dying of thirst. Oh, he must be Dracula then. “This is my friend, Lacy.”
“Pleasure,” he said, never taking his eyes off her. “Would you like to dance?” he extended his elbow.
Kara looked from his elbow to me, her eyes wide and pleading. “Go,” I said. She smiled, slipping her hand into the crook of his arm.
“Lacy.” My name on his lips drew my attention back to beautiful man before me. He collected a step, bellying up to the bar next to me. His close proximity gifted me with his delicious scent. Something rich and intoxicating. Something a pathetic girl like me could easily grow addicted to. He held up two long fingers and I licked my lips thinking of the multiple uses for fingers.
Eating…ordering...
“Patron.” he said to the bartender.
“I can’t drink anymore. I’m the designated driver.” I informed him.
Brimming with desire, his eyes found mine. “I have a bed you can sleep in.” The bartender poured the shots. My mouth searched for restraint. I wanted to scream…
“Yes, take me to your lair, Highlander.”
His hand caught my free one, pulling it to his mouth. With a slow tortuous swipe of his tongue, he licked the skin between my thumb and forefinger before sprinkling salt on my moistened flesh. He handed me the lime. “Drink,” he commanded and my mind didn’t hold the capacity to argue.
I threw back the shot and bit the lime, his lips followed.
Hot.
Hungry.
Heavy with want, his tongue met mine in an explosion of dominance. Strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me close and devouring what was left of inhibitions. The kiss ended far too soon.
“Come.” Charles clasped my hand. I was led through the crowd, up a spiral staircase I’d seen upon entering, and down a long corridor. I was so nervous, but I didn’t say a word as need furled deep in my belly. We stopped in front of two black double doors. “I have two requests,” he said, planting a blistering kiss on my neck.
Another heated kiss landed on the skin below my ear. “Alright,” I was having difficulty standing and speaking. Pretty sure I would agree to anything right now.
“Once we enter this room, you must do exactly as I say.”
Um, no problem sir. “Anything else?”
“This is only for one night.”
I blinked. Not that I expected anything more, but it kind of stung to hear him say it without even having me first. How did he know one night would be enough? I knew without question it would be impossible not to want him more than once. I decided once was better than never at all. “I’m game.”
“Good.”
Opening the door, he motioned for me to enter first. The thick click of the lock signaling our one night together had begun. I moved to the center of the room, slowly spinning in place. The dim lighting illuminated a King size bed, covered with a fur duvet and plush pillows. Besides two night stands that flanked each side of the bed and a black armoire on the opposing wall, it was the only piece of furniture in the room. Charles pressed a button and a fire came to life in the stone fireplace behind me.
I remained motionless, watching him move was like watching art in motion. Priceless. I was dying to have his beautiful body pressed against mine. Flame of desire burned within me.
“Fucking gorgeous,” he said, closing the distance between us. “Lacy,” He whispered into my ear before circling me like a hungry animal. His accent had grown thicker. A lone finger met the center of my back, eliciting a ripple of goose bumps across my sensitive skin. Slowly, he traced the center of my spine all the way down. I held my breath and waited. Then his arms wrapped around my center and I felt him, all of him, press against me.
Heavenly.
Dipping his hips, he pressed his hard cock into my ass and my head fell backward. I closed my eyes. “Your skin tastes like sin, even though you’re covered in white. I think you may be the devil in disguise.”
“I think you’re the devil,” I countered.
His fingers moved to the front of my dress, pulling down the front to expose my breasts. He twisted both nipples. “No, sweetheart. I’m the awakening.”
Can’t argue with that.
He was awakening fantasies and nerves I never knew existed. Strong hands moved to my hips, pulling up my dress and dragging my lace thong down my shaking legs. I still had on my garter, stockings, and heels when he turned me around to face him. Desire swirled like raging storm in his eyes. “On your knees Lacy. I’ve always wanted to fuck an angel.”
I blinked and shifted on my feet. “Charles, I’ve never…I’ve never pleasured a man like that before.”
One of his eyebrows reached for his hairline. “Never?” I shook my head, heat crawling up my neck. “Aye, lucky for you I’m an excellent teacher.” With two fingers he tapped my shoulder and without further hesitation, I fell to my knees. I imagined if I fisted him with both of my hands, it would make up his entire length. He was completely bare, no hair anywhere. I sighed with appreciation. “Touch me,” he said, his voice tight and strained much like his beautiful cock.
Sucking back a breath of courage, I wrapped my fingers around the base. Testing my theory, I placed the other hand above it. Nothing but the purple bulbous head remained. I smiled. I was almost right. “Jesus. You look like at my cock like it’s your favorite piece of candy. ”
I licked the tiny bead of pre-cum glistening on the tip. “My treat.” I took in as much of him as I could. The tip met the back of my throat. Pumping my hand up and down, I bobbed my head. “Fuck, you don’t need any instruction, angel. That sweet fucking mouth knows exactly how to please me.” I sucked harder, lifting my eyes to his. I bathed in his satisfied gaze. Thrived on it. “I want to come in your mouth.” I moaned around him, wanting the very same thing. “But I need to hear what you sound like when I fuck you.” Pulling himself from my mouth, he bent down, fisting his hand in my hair. “Tell me what you want, Lacy Green.”
Strong desire colored my face. But also something else. Something I couldn’t describe or put a finger on. It was thrillingly and terrifying and I craved more. I loved the way he spoke to me. All of his dirty words were gasoline to my raging fire, but I didn’t know if I was brave enough to reciprocate his boldness. The firm hold he had on my hair grew tighter. “Open your sweet mouth and give me the words, angel baby. What. Do. You. Want?”
I gripped his upper thighs and found my voice. “I want your cock.”
“You want my cock?” I nodded. “Words,” he gritted.
My thighs clenched. “Yes.”
“Where do you want my cock, beautiful?” My mouth wouldn’t work. “What hole are you aching for me to fill?”
Oh, sweet Lord.
“All of them.”
My confession earned me a spectacular gasp before he muttered, “Devilish woman.”
He helped me up and guided me to the bed. I settled on the edge, toeing off my heels. Unclipping the garter, he placed the heel of my foot in the center of his firm stomach, slowly peeling one stocking from my leg. “Stand up.” God, I loved the sound of his voice. The way it made my blood race with each command. The way it empowered me and gave me the nerve to obey. “Hands behind your back.” I hesitated, unsure of how I felt about being completely helpless and at his mercy. “Hands behind your back, Lacy. You’re going to love what I have planned for you.” Swallowing back my fear, I complied. “You like it when I tell you what to do. Don’t you?”
“A little.” I couldn't give away all my secrets.
“You don’t have to lie to me. I know you fucking love it,” he growled in my ear. Wrapping the stocking around each of my wrists, he bound them together.
I lifted my chin, attempting to look at him over my shoulder, but his hand met my back. “How do you know what I love?” I asked as he pressed my front to the bed.
“Charlie knows everything.”
Wait…
Charlie?
I heard the crinkle of foil. Then both of his hands gripped the globes of my ass. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. Having sex with a complete stranger. Well, he wasn’t a total stranger. For some reason I felt like I already knew him. He was clearly in tune with my mind, and my willing body. I spread my legs a little wider, preparing for the best sex of life. His cock found me wet and eager, easing in nice and slow. I was thankful for that because the man was quite large and I needed a minute to adjust. Moving in and out, he stretched me, squeezing my cheeks with each thrust of his hips. I wished I could see what we looked like. What a sight I must be. Bent over the edge of the bed. Hands restrained. Mind free. A beautiful man fucking me. Closing my eyes, I moaned as he began to thrust harder. “I wish you could see this angel. You look fucking stunning all trussed up. My cock sliding in and out of your tight pussy, clenching around me, begging me not to leave each time I try.” I clenched again. “Fuck,” he gritted, pumping harder.
With his name on my lips, I fell. “Charlie!” I screamed, coming harder than I ever had before.
He never let up, pounding into me with renewed fervor, seeking his own release. And when he finally found it, I came again. Both of us exploding in raw passion and crippling heat.
Our labored breaths filled the room. His body still covered the back of mine while his hands pressed into the bed. As the orgasmic haze began to settle, a small wave of regret crashed into me. “So what are you doing for Thanksgiving?” he asked, nipping my ear.
I laughed, closing my eyes with a relieved sigh. “You, I hope.”
Thank you so much for reading!!!
I had so much fun with these characters. I never expected these two would want more, but it appears they most certainly do. Tune in Thanksgiving to continue reading Charles and Lacy’s story.
Have a safe and Happy Halloween.
K.
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For mature readers due to strong sexual content. (18 and older).
Of course, I hear voices...doesn't everyone?
Anyway, I had 3 projects open on my laptop, but I all I could do was stare at each one. I waited and waited and still...nothing.
Then all of the sudden...
BOOM!
Charlie and Lacy were born.
I spent the entire day with these two. When I finished I let my street team read it. They loved it and begged for more. Me, being the generous person I am, agreed to release a little more of Charlie and Lacy with each upcoming holiday. I am so excited to bring you these new characters and their unusual story.
Then again, Halloween is indeed...strange and unusual.
BOOM.com
A sexy Halloween Short by K. Langston
~Please excuse any grammatical or editing errors. This story was written strictly for fun and is being served up as a free treat to readers~
WARNING: Graphic language and extreme hotness...proceed with caution.
Enjoy
I made a deal with the devil.
She wore a red leotard, stilettos, and sequined horns. Kara thought it would be fun to do the whole Angel/Devil bit. I thought it was ridiculous, especially since I was the angel. I was anything but. I wanted to be the devil, but it just wasn’t a part of my blood line. Kara had flaming red hair, green eyes, and nerves of steel. My honey blond locks held an angelic curl, my eyes reflected the color of the clear blue sky, and my shy disposition had always been a weakness.
But never my downfall.
We were on our way to her boss’ Halloween party, an elaborate event he put on every year. Charles Brannon is a computer mogul, owning one of the largest internet companies in the world, Brannon Software. Kara had been the head of marketing for six months now. The company had recently launched the search engine BOOM.com, hosting Siri like features and a multitude of other helpful online tools. It was the most innovative thing I’d ever seen. Which was why I wanted to learn everything about it. The online guide’s name was Charlie.
Charlie was awesome.
He didn’t have one of those robotic voices. It was almost as if you were talking to a real live person. Charlie was most helpful, assisting in all sorts of online activities. From picking out a new comforter on Target.com to helping set up my new Tumblr account. He also helped find the perfect angel costume and even encouraged me to buy some sexy lingerie to wear with it. I’d never bought lingerie before. Never had a reason to. I told Charlie this, but he convinced me it was a legitimate purchase, citing every women should own at least one piece lingerie.
I decided Charlie was right.
I cringed when I uploaded a mirror shot of me in my plain cotton bra and panties to the avatar feature of the trustworthy site, but when Charlie gave a soft and sensual BOOM to notify me it was complete, it was clear that I had indeed lost it. A damn computer was turning me on. His voice was eccentric, deep and completely hypnotic at times, Charlie began virtually dressing me in different styles of lingerie, complimenting me repeatedly on the curvy shape of my body, the outfits. Pretty sure he was programmed to do it, but I bathed in his smooth voice all the same.
Together, we chose three complete ensembles and it was the first time in years I actually felt good about myself. I had on one of the lacy white sets I’d purchased underneath my costume tonight. Which consisted of a white form fitting dress that met the top of my knees, a halo and a pair of white wings with silver glitter on them. Kara said I looked smoking hot, and if she didn’t love men so much, she’d totally do me.
I’d never been hot.
Cute?
Yes.
Hot?
Never.
That’s what is so awesome about Halloween though, you can be anything you want. Clown. Psychopath.
An undercover angel with a desire to sin.
Kara being Kara, we arrived fashionably late and found the party was well underway. The high rise condo was packed. My eyes scanned the room, taking it all in. Strobe lights bounced off everyone and everything. There was a DJ set up in the back dressed up like Michael Jackson, Thriller style, doing his thing behind a set of monster turntables. “Lacy, this way.” We began to make our way through the crowd. Batman waved as we passed and a pirate smiled. There were lots of zombies. Scary, grotesque zombies that were seriously creeping me out. “Two shots of tequila.” Kara said once we finally made it to the bar.
“I’m driving, I can’t drink.” I reminded her.
“You can have one shot. You need to loosen up.” She was right. I needed to relax. I told myself I was going to have a good time tonight and that’s what I aimed to do. Inhaling a deep breath, I exhaled slowly, my muscles releasing some of the tension they’d collected on the way. “Here.” Kara slid me the shot and handed me a lime. She raised her glass up to meet mine.
“To Charlie!” I said a little louder than I meant to and a deep, husky laugh vibrated down my spine while the smooth tequila slid down my throat. I gulped, the warm liquid giving me the courage I needed to turn around.
I’d seen Charles Brannon before. He was in the tabloids and news constantly being the successful man that he was. The fact he was one of New York’s most eligible bachelor kept him in the spotlight as well. Every photo or TV appearance I’d seen, he was dressed to perfection in one of his expensive tailor made suits, or my personal favorite, dark blue jeans, button down and a sharp sports coat. Either way, he always looked smart and dapper. But right now, Charles Brannon was half naked, wearing a plaid kilt, leather arm cuffs and a toe curling grin. He looked like he belonged on the cover of some Highlander romance novel, with his strong hands, broad shoulders and impressive build.
His body looked more than capable of bringing a woman to her knees, or fighting like hell to protect her. His eyes were the color of lustrous emeralds and his hair, a magnificent mane that barely clipped his chin. Not the well tamed locks he normally tamed with product. My fingers itched to touch, even though I knew they would never be worthy of such a marvelous treat. He swiped the tip of his tongue along his full bottom lip before pulling it back with the top of his teeth.
The lace between my legs grew wetter.
His eyes fell over my shoulder. “Kara, you didn’t tell me you were bringing a guest.” Those captivating eyes slid right back to mine. He had a slight Irish accent. Guess that explains the costume choice. Perfect choice I might add.
“Charles, this is my dear friend and roommate, Lacy Green.”
He extended his hand and I automatically reached for him, desperate for even the smallest touch “I’ve heard so much about you, Lacy.” The way he said my name, like he was making love to it, I nearly melted on the spot.
What the hell could she have possible told him that would earn me such a wicked grin? That I was a hobbit? That I rarely went anywhere without a laptop and my coffee? Or that I organized my underwear drawer which had recently graduated from cotton to lace. I was the most boring person ever, but his eyes on me like this, I felt like I was the most interesting person in the room. I shivered beneath his lustful gaze. “Nice to meet you Mr. Brannon.”
“Charles.” he corrected.
My blood thrummed with heat, radiating from my lower belly. I could not find the will to look away from this mouthwatering man. “Charles.” I tested it on my tongue. His name tasted different than when I’d moaned around it within the privacy of my dark bedroom. While I shamelessly fantasized about him.
Face to face, it tasted so much better.
Frankenstein approached, whispering into Charles’s ear. He nodded. “Excuse me, I’ll be right back.”
I watched as he walked away, admiring the sinewy muscles of his impressive back. Tossing a wink over his shoulder, he disappeared into the crowd. “Why didn’t you tell me your boss was so fucking hot?”
Kara laughed. “I thought you knew.”
Hell, I thought I did too.
Unbeknownst to my roommate, I was somewhat obsessed with her boss. I stalked him religiously online and I had a ton of pictures hidden in a file labeled Thurstonon my phone. Mike Thurston was in there too, but it was mostly to disguise my Charles Brannon stash. The man was a fucking dream to look at, but he was all together fascinating in person.
Kara nudged my arm. “I think he likes you.”
I scoffed. “Shut up.”
“Seriously, I’ve never seen him interact with a woman that way.”
“Hard to believe a man that good looking doesn’t have a girlfriend, or a wife.”
“Charles is very…particular. He only dates a certain kind of woman.”
“What kind is that?”
“The paid kind.” Kara informed me.
Hmm…come to think of it, I’ve never seen him pictured with a woman before.
Interesting.
I didn’t get a chance to ask what she could have possibly told him about me before Charles returned, and he’d brought company. Kara went rigid next to me. Standing to her full height of 5’5” minus the four inch heels. I recognized him by the picture she’d showed me online. Slayden Kane, billionaire and silent partner of Brannon Software. These men were polar opposites. Slayden’s dirty blonde hair was slicked back and he was dressed entirely in black, a suit that fit him very well in all the right places.
What is he supposed to be?
“Mr. Kane.” Kara greeted and Slayden took her hand, his eyes working over her body from head to toe like he was dying of thirst. Oh, he must be Dracula then. “This is my friend, Lacy.”
“Pleasure,” he said, never taking his eyes off her. “Would you like to dance?” he extended his elbow.
Kara looked from his elbow to me, her eyes wide and pleading. “Go,” I said. She smiled, slipping her hand into the crook of his arm.
“Lacy.” My name on his lips drew my attention back to beautiful man before me. He collected a step, bellying up to the bar next to me. His close proximity gifted me with his delicious scent. Something rich and intoxicating. Something a pathetic girl like me could easily grow addicted to. He held up two long fingers and I licked my lips thinking of the multiple uses for fingers.
Eating…ordering...
“Patron.” he said to the bartender.
“I can’t drink anymore. I’m the designated driver.” I informed him.
Brimming with desire, his eyes found mine. “I have a bed you can sleep in.” The bartender poured the shots. My mouth searched for restraint. I wanted to scream…
“Yes, take me to your lair, Highlander.”
His hand caught my free one, pulling it to his mouth. With a slow tortuous swipe of his tongue, he licked the skin between my thumb and forefinger before sprinkling salt on my moistened flesh. He handed me the lime. “Drink,” he commanded and my mind didn’t hold the capacity to argue.
I threw back the shot and bit the lime, his lips followed.
Hot.
Hungry.
Heavy with want, his tongue met mine in an explosion of dominance. Strong arms wrapped around my waist, pulling me close and devouring what was left of inhibitions. The kiss ended far too soon.
“Come.” Charles clasped my hand. I was led through the crowd, up a spiral staircase I’d seen upon entering, and down a long corridor. I was so nervous, but I didn’t say a word as need furled deep in my belly. We stopped in front of two black double doors. “I have two requests,” he said, planting a blistering kiss on my neck.
Another heated kiss landed on the skin below my ear. “Alright,” I was having difficulty standing and speaking. Pretty sure I would agree to anything right now.
“Once we enter this room, you must do exactly as I say.”
Um, no problem sir. “Anything else?”
“This is only for one night.”
I blinked. Not that I expected anything more, but it kind of stung to hear him say it without even having me first. How did he know one night would be enough? I knew without question it would be impossible not to want him more than once. I decided once was better than never at all. “I’m game.”
“Good.”
Opening the door, he motioned for me to enter first. The thick click of the lock signaling our one night together had begun. I moved to the center of the room, slowly spinning in place. The dim lighting illuminated a King size bed, covered with a fur duvet and plush pillows. Besides two night stands that flanked each side of the bed and a black armoire on the opposing wall, it was the only piece of furniture in the room. Charles pressed a button and a fire came to life in the stone fireplace behind me.
I remained motionless, watching him move was like watching art in motion. Priceless. I was dying to have his beautiful body pressed against mine. Flame of desire burned within me.
“Fucking gorgeous,” he said, closing the distance between us. “Lacy,” He whispered into my ear before circling me like a hungry animal. His accent had grown thicker. A lone finger met the center of my back, eliciting a ripple of goose bumps across my sensitive skin. Slowly, he traced the center of my spine all the way down. I held my breath and waited. Then his arms wrapped around my center and I felt him, all of him, press against me.
Heavenly.
Dipping his hips, he pressed his hard cock into my ass and my head fell backward. I closed my eyes. “Your skin tastes like sin, even though you’re covered in white. I think you may be the devil in disguise.”
“I think you’re the devil,” I countered.
His fingers moved to the front of my dress, pulling down the front to expose my breasts. He twisted both nipples. “No, sweetheart. I’m the awakening.”
Can’t argue with that.
He was awakening fantasies and nerves I never knew existed. Strong hands moved to my hips, pulling up my dress and dragging my lace thong down my shaking legs. I still had on my garter, stockings, and heels when he turned me around to face him. Desire swirled like raging storm in his eyes. “On your knees Lacy. I’ve always wanted to fuck an angel.”
I blinked and shifted on my feet. “Charles, I’ve never…I’ve never pleasured a man like that before.”
One of his eyebrows reached for his hairline. “Never?” I shook my head, heat crawling up my neck. “Aye, lucky for you I’m an excellent teacher.” With two fingers he tapped my shoulder and without further hesitation, I fell to my knees. I imagined if I fisted him with both of my hands, it would make up his entire length. He was completely bare, no hair anywhere. I sighed with appreciation. “Touch me,” he said, his voice tight and strained much like his beautiful cock.
Sucking back a breath of courage, I wrapped my fingers around the base. Testing my theory, I placed the other hand above it. Nothing but the purple bulbous head remained. I smiled. I was almost right. “Jesus. You look like at my cock like it’s your favorite piece of candy. ”
I licked the tiny bead of pre-cum glistening on the tip. “My treat.” I took in as much of him as I could. The tip met the back of my throat. Pumping my hand up and down, I bobbed my head. “Fuck, you don’t need any instruction, angel. That sweet fucking mouth knows exactly how to please me.” I sucked harder, lifting my eyes to his. I bathed in his satisfied gaze. Thrived on it. “I want to come in your mouth.” I moaned around him, wanting the very same thing. “But I need to hear what you sound like when I fuck you.” Pulling himself from my mouth, he bent down, fisting his hand in my hair. “Tell me what you want, Lacy Green.”
Strong desire colored my face. But also something else. Something I couldn’t describe or put a finger on. It was thrillingly and terrifying and I craved more. I loved the way he spoke to me. All of his dirty words were gasoline to my raging fire, but I didn’t know if I was brave enough to reciprocate his boldness. The firm hold he had on my hair grew tighter. “Open your sweet mouth and give me the words, angel baby. What. Do. You. Want?”
I gripped his upper thighs and found my voice. “I want your cock.”
“You want my cock?” I nodded. “Words,” he gritted.
My thighs clenched. “Yes.”
“Where do you want my cock, beautiful?” My mouth wouldn’t work. “What hole are you aching for me to fill?”
Oh, sweet Lord.
“All of them.”
My confession earned me a spectacular gasp before he muttered, “Devilish woman.”
He helped me up and guided me to the bed. I settled on the edge, toeing off my heels. Unclipping the garter, he placed the heel of my foot in the center of his firm stomach, slowly peeling one stocking from my leg. “Stand up.” God, I loved the sound of his voice. The way it made my blood race with each command. The way it empowered me and gave me the nerve to obey. “Hands behind your back.” I hesitated, unsure of how I felt about being completely helpless and at his mercy. “Hands behind your back, Lacy. You’re going to love what I have planned for you.” Swallowing back my fear, I complied. “You like it when I tell you what to do. Don’t you?”
“A little.” I couldn't give away all my secrets.
“You don’t have to lie to me. I know you fucking love it,” he growled in my ear. Wrapping the stocking around each of my wrists, he bound them together.
I lifted my chin, attempting to look at him over my shoulder, but his hand met my back. “How do you know what I love?” I asked as he pressed my front to the bed.
“Charlie knows everything.”
Wait…
Charlie?
I heard the crinkle of foil. Then both of his hands gripped the globes of my ass. I couldn’t believe I was doing this. Having sex with a complete stranger. Well, he wasn’t a total stranger. For some reason I felt like I already knew him. He was clearly in tune with my mind, and my willing body. I spread my legs a little wider, preparing for the best sex of life. His cock found me wet and eager, easing in nice and slow. I was thankful for that because the man was quite large and I needed a minute to adjust. Moving in and out, he stretched me, squeezing my cheeks with each thrust of his hips. I wished I could see what we looked like. What a sight I must be. Bent over the edge of the bed. Hands restrained. Mind free. A beautiful man fucking me. Closing my eyes, I moaned as he began to thrust harder. “I wish you could see this angel. You look fucking stunning all trussed up. My cock sliding in and out of your tight pussy, clenching around me, begging me not to leave each time I try.” I clenched again. “Fuck,” he gritted, pumping harder.
With his name on my lips, I fell. “Charlie!” I screamed, coming harder than I ever had before.
He never let up, pounding into me with renewed fervor, seeking his own release. And when he finally found it, I came again. Both of us exploding in raw passion and crippling heat.
Our labored breaths filled the room. His body still covered the back of mine while his hands pressed into the bed. As the orgasmic haze began to settle, a small wave of regret crashed into me. “So what are you doing for Thanksgiving?” he asked, nipping my ear.
I laughed, closing my eyes with a relieved sigh. “You, I hope.”
Thank you so much for reading!!!
I had so much fun with these characters. I never expected these two would want more, but it appears they most certainly do. Tune in Thanksgiving to continue reading Charles and Lacy’s story.
Have a safe and Happy Halloween.
K.
Published by K. Langston
Copyright © 2014 K. Langston
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For mature readers due to strong sexual content. (18 and older).
October 23, 2014
SYLVIE
SYLVIE is a standalone, contemporary romance about a woman fighting to survive life.
And love.
Set to release sometime early 2015
HUGE THANKS to the AMAZING S.K. Hartley, international best selling author and creator of this stunning cover.
Broken
Shattered
Destroyed
Will she ever find a way to overcome the guilt?
The anger.
The pain.
Healing seems impossible.
Moving on...
Unbearable
Until him.
He's the only who can save her.
But it comes with a heavy price.
EXCERPT:
UNEDITED/SUBJECT TO CHANGE
Hopelessness gripped my soul, dragging me back down into the dark and treacherous depths of my despair. I’d been loving him so long, I didn’t know how to stop. I didn’t know how to unlove him and it was slowly killing me inside. A small part of me wanted to be free…find a way to forget him completely. Another sob racked my body.
The rest of me wanted to let him consume what was left.
The door to the shower eased open. “Sylvie?” Linc breathed, deep concern etched across his face.
I didn’t have the energy to stop him as he stepped inside and shut off the water. My teeth chattered, a chill settling deep into my soul. A towel was wrapped around me, and then he carried into the bedroom. Drawers opened and closed while I sat shivering on the edge of the bed, my mind struggling to make sense of what was happening. Dirty brown boots stepped into view, bringing an intense wave of heat. I sighed with relief, lifting my chin. Linc’s knuckles feathered my cheek as he stared down at me with eyes that promised everything would be okay. But in order for me to ever be okay, I needed something to drown this overwhelming sadness. I needed a way to forget. I needed something to hold on to, besides his pillow at night.
Reaching up, I gripped the back of Linc’s neck and pulled him down on top of me. My lips found his in a singular quest to eliminate every feeling, every emotion, and every thought. The taste of freedom was potent on his tongue. So was my shameless desire to claim it.
“Sylvie,” he muttered, one hand cupping my cheek.
His lips, the way they said my name. The way they kissed away the pain. This was what I needed. Just as the blessed thought moved in and took up space, it was immediately evicted and the reality of who I’d just kissed came crashing into me.
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September 23, 2014
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September 8, 2014
SURPRISE!!!
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Here ya go!!!
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When You're Mine (MINE #3)
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June 13, 2014
WHEN YOU'RE MINE COVER/SYNOPSIS/EXCERPT
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SYNOPSIS :
For Barrett Shaw, there wasn’t much more to life than his career. Still climbing his way to the top, he could do without the distractions and complications of love. But the road to success is a lonely one, and Barrett was starting to think he would never meet a woman who could capture and keep his attention like a courtroom. That was before a chance meeting with a crazy twist brought him face to face with her.
Could she be the one he’s been hoping for?
The jury is still out.
For years, Tabitha Warren managed to keep men away from the mangled mess she once called her heart. Resigned to meaningless sex with random men, she was perfectly content to live a life without love.
Or was she?
The one man she should not want, just might be the only one she will ever need.
You never know when love will come along and change…everything.
EXCERPT :
The heavy knock at the door immediately snuffed out my impending orgasm. I released a pent up breath, reluctantly pulling my hand from my panties. Was this my life? I would give anything for a decent orgasm. Smoothing out my dress, I checked my reflection in the hall mirror to make sure I didn’t look like a woman who’d just been masturbating.
No such luck.
Who the hell was here anyway? Looking through the peephole, the heat in my cheeks intensified and the air was yanked from my lungs.
Barrett.
I opened the door and my wet pussy clenched in appreciation. “What the hell are doing here?”
“I wanted to come by and check on you,” His brows furrowed as he peeked over my shoulder. “Do you have company?”
“No, why?”
“Your face is red. What were you doing?"
“Nothing,“ Surely he could not tell.
Could he?
He took a step forward. “Have you been touching yourself?”
Blood drained from my face and my heart, which was already wreaking havoc in my chest at the mere the sight of him, was now lodged firmly in my throat. “No,” My voice betrayed me, giving me away.
The son of bitch smiled, collecting another step. He backed me into the apartment and reached out, circling his strong hand around my wrist. My trembling fingers were brought right beneath his nose. Nostrils flared along with the flame in his eyes. “You were touching yourself.” Taking my two middle fingers into his mouth, he wrapped his hot tongue around each one, licking them up and down.
“Oh God,” He sucked my middle finger slowly, his burning blue eyes trained hard on mine. “You touched yourself in my bed Friday night too, didn’t you?” How could he have known that?
Unless…
“I found your panties. I’ve carried them around in my pocket all day. You are addicting. I need more.”
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June 12, 2014
Easy as one...two...three...
I know it's been a while since my last blog post. I've made note to work on my blog posting suckage.
Of course, there's a reason for this special occasion. The cover and synopsis reveal for book three of The MINE Series is tomorrow. I am so freakin' excited. The cover is stunning and the story...well let me tell you about this story.
One of my favorite quotes:
"Good books don't give up all their secrets at once." ~Stephen King
While each book has it's own HEA, the MINE series as a whole, is one big story. And what a story it is. This series has taken on a life of it's own. Originally, there was only supposed to be three books. But three has now turned into five, and these characters have completely railroaded me and my shitty outline. This has been by far the easiest book to write. It has also been the funniest. The craziest, and of course, the hottest.
I can't wait for everyone to read it. I've been dying to get to this part of the story.
In other words...the plot thickens.
In the meantime...if you want to get to get caught up before the release of book three, here's where you can find book one and two.
See you back here tomorrow for the big reveal!
Thank you all for your continued love and support.
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https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/1...
Of course, there's a reason for this special occasion. The cover and synopsis reveal for book three of The MINE Series is tomorrow. I am so freakin' excited. The cover is stunning and the story...well let me tell you about this story.
One of my favorite quotes:
"Good books don't give up all their secrets at once." ~Stephen King
While each book has it's own HEA, the MINE series as a whole, is one big story. And what a story it is. This series has taken on a life of it's own. Originally, there was only supposed to be three books. But three has now turned into five, and these characters have completely railroaded me and my shitty outline. This has been by far the easiest book to write. It has also been the funniest. The craziest, and of course, the hottest.
I can't wait for everyone to read it. I've been dying to get to this part of the story.
In other words...the plot thickens.
In the meantime...if you want to get to get caught up before the release of book three, here's where you can find book one and two.
See you back here tomorrow for the big reveal!
Thank you all for your continued love and support.
XO
K.
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April 23, 2014
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