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#MWTease from @kristinelyon19 #darknovel #Lana'sAwakening #wip #amwriting

Hi everyone! Happy Wednesday! This is from a new DARK story I'm working on! The title is Dangerous Fixation! Stay turned for more information! I hope you enjoy the small tease!  A bit of background information... One of Angela's co workers has reported her missing to the police and this is the scene with the detective researching and seeing if it's true... kinda.
Detective Tinkerton, ignored most, if not all of the traffic laws as he drove across town on his way to the home of Daniel Morrow. He had told the idiot to leave that girl alone, and Daniel had promised him he would. He had no idea how lucky he had gotten that the call to the Wholesale Warehouse had fallen on his desk and not been given to someone else, anyone else. He had written up his report to make it seem like it wasn’t a big deal, most likely paranoia on the part of the employee. Daniel owed him a huge solid for that, and he had been willing to wait for repayment.

In his experience, it was always good to have the idiots out there owing him a favor. It could be beneficial in the future, not to mention downright rewarding in the right circumstances. On occasion these favors, called in at the right time, had kept his ass out of jail before. Sure, he doubted Daniel would ever be in a position to be of great use, but he never knew. He had been surprised before by some these assholes.

He made the turn onto Kimberly Lane and slowly drove by Daniel’s house. His car was parked in the driveway, but all the blinds were closed. He forced himself to keep driving for a couple more blocks before pulling to the side of the road and parking. Daniel had a privacy fence in the backyard, but if he walked up the alley, he would be able to see into the small window at the back of the garage. It was covered by small trees, so chances were he wouldn’t have been concerned enough to cover it.

Daniel’s car was always in the garage, because he didn’t trust anyone. It was always the assholes who thought everyone else was an asshole. Daniel was no exception, so if his car was outside, he must be up to something in there. It fucking better not be the girl. He would look like an idiot for not taking her complaints more seriously before if he found Daniel chopping her up into little pieces.

“Fucking prick,” he muttered as he made his way down the alley.

Getting the original case had been nothing but luck, but handling the kid, her friend, had been orchestrated. He had seen the kid when he had been at the store. He had been there with the girl when she told him about Daniel. Now, here he was walking into the station, looking seven kinds of upset. Tom Tinkerton may have been a bit on the shady side, but he hadn’t made detective by being completely stupid. He knew immediately he didn’t need anyone else talking to this kid, so he had grabbed him as soon as he came in and taken him to his office. Five seconds into the conversation, he had known it had been the right thing to do. It was about the girl, alright. The son-of-a-bitch wouldn’t shut up about her. Fucking Daniel!

He reached the garage, but stopped to light a cigarette before looking inside. A part of him hoped he was wrong, but he doubted it. He couldn’t get that lucky again. He leaned against the back of the garage and took a long drag from the Marlboro, knowing damn well he was about to walk into a shit storm. After a second drag to prepare himself for what he just knew he was about to see, he tossed the cigarette on the ground and then leaning on his shoulder and rolling against the wooden frame, he peered inside.

It was dark inside the garage, but just enough light found its way between the leaves of the trees to allow him to see. His heart almost leaped out of his chest when he didn’t see what he had expected. No Daniel, no woman being chopped up into little pieces, just the normal clutter. A lawn mower, weed eater, boxes of crap.

But then he saw it. He hadn’t paid it any attention at first because he was expecting to see bodies, and there had been none. But now any relief he had felt drained as he pulled the small flashlight out of his pocket and trained it the license plate of what looked like a Ford Ranger. Well! He found her! Now what's going to happen? Will he be the decent cop and help Lana or will the offer at the girl be enough to keep him quiet? Well, I don't even know yet ;) Stay tuned to find out more...and check out some teases from the other amazing authors!

#MWTease from @kristinelyon19 #darknovel #DangerousFixation #wip #amwriting

Hi everyone! Happy Wednesday! This is from a new DARK story I'm working on! The title is Dangerous Fixation! Stay turned for more information! I hope you enjoy the small tease!  A bit of background information... One of Angela's co workers has reported her missing to the police and this is the scene with the detective researching and seeing if it's true... kinda.
Detective Tinkerton, ignored most, if not all of the traffic laws as he drove across town on his way to the home of Daniel Morrow. He had told the idiot to leave that girl alone, and Daniel had promised him he would. He had no idea how lucky he had gotten that the call to the Wholesale Warehouse had fallen on his desk and not been given to someone else, anyone else. He had written up his report to make it seem like it wasn’t a big deal, most likely paranoia on the part of the employee. Daniel owed him a huge solid for that, and he had been willing to wait for repayment.

In his experience, it was always good to have the idiots out there owing him a favor. It could be beneficial in the future, not to mention downright rewarding in the right circumstances. On occasion these favors, called in at the right time, had kept his ass out of jail before. Sure, he doubted Daniel would ever be in a position to be of great use, but he never knew. He had been surprised before by some these assholes.

He made the turn onto Kimberly Lane and slowly drove by Daniel’s house. His car was parked in the driveway, but all the blinds were closed. He forced himself to keep driving for a couple more blocks before pulling to the side of the road and parking. Daniel had a privacy fence in the backyard, but if he walked up the alley, he would be able to see into the small window at the back of the garage. It was covered by small trees, so chances were he wouldn’t have been concerned enough to cover it.

Daniel’s car was always in the garage, because he didn’t trust anyone. It was always the assholes who thought everyone else was an asshole. Daniel was no exception, so if his car was outside, he must be up to something in there. It fucking better not be the girl. He would look like an idiot for not taking her complaints more seriously before if he found Daniel chopping her up into little pieces.

“Fucking prick,” he muttered as he made his way down the alley.

Getting the original case had been nothing but luck, but handling the kid, her friend, had been orchestrated. He had seen the kid when he had been at the store. He had been there with the girl when she told him about Daniel. Now, here he was walking into the station, looking seven kinds of upset. Tom Tinkerton may have been a bit on the shady side, but he hadn’t made detective by being completely stupid. He knew immediately he didn’t need anyone else talking to this kid, so he had grabbed him as soon as he came in and taken him to his office. Five seconds into the conversation, he had known it had been the right thing to do. It was about the girl, alright. The son-of-a-bitch wouldn’t shut up about her. Fucking Daniel!

He reached the garage, but stopped to light a cigarette before looking inside. A part of him hoped he was wrong, but he doubted it. He couldn’t get that lucky again. He leaned against the back of the garage and took a long drag from the Marlboro, knowing damn well he was about to walk into a shit storm. After a second drag to prepare himself for what he just knew he was about to see, he tossed the cigarette on the ground and then leaning on his shoulder and rolling against the wooden frame, he peered inside.

It was dark inside the garage, but just enough light found its way between the leaves of the trees to allow him to see. His heart almost leaped out of his chest when he didn’t see what he had expected. No Daniel, no woman being chopped up into little pieces, just the normal clutter. A lawn mower, weed eater, boxes of crap.

But then he saw it. He hadn’t paid it any attention at first because he was expecting to see bodies, and there had been none. But now any relief he had felt drained as he pulled the small flashlight out of his pocket and trained it the license plate of what looked like a Ford Ranger. Well! He found her! Now what's going to happen? Will he be the decent cop and help Angela or will the offer at the girl be enough to keep him quiet? Well, I don't even know yet ;) Stay tuned to find out more...and check out some teases from the other amazing authors!

Lady's Destiny by A.R. Von

A Unique Magical, Erotic Novel.When dreams haunt you in the most delicious ways and fate pulls you into destiny’s path, what can be done other than to accept and submit to it. Can Iria truly get what she’s always dreamed of or will it always just remain a memory? Being a rare creature such as her with exceptional beauty and rarity of existence should be enough. Though, all she wants is her desire, her destiny… To be with a man—one man. Are these dreams she’s having real? Could she really take on human form and become a Lady to be with the man she craves? Dezso discovers a magical creature—a being of incredible light and peace. He is drawn to it again and again, and his feelings grow with every encounter. He carries a dark secret that he wishes never existed. The only thing that truly brings light upon his existence is the beauty that warms his heart but seems to only exist in his head—with dreams and visions of a magical woman, full of heartwarming light. Will he ever know true love and happiness? Will he ever be able to lighten the weight and share his dark secret with another...? Darkness is growing stronger, weakening the light and killing off what makes the world a beautiful place to live in. Enter a world of fantasy and dreams, passions and temptations. A world where dragons, unicorns, magic and mermaids really do exist.A world where love WILL conquer all! Amazon Amazon CA Amazon UK B&N Smashword Excerpt #1My nipples harden almost painfully from the brush of his hands and the fabric against my human skin. Without realizing it, I let out a moan.He stops pulling down the fabric and looks at me questionably.I do not know his question. But I know my answer will be yes.He tilts his head slightly and moves closer to my face.I feel his breath on my lips. It smells like that furred fruit my family likes so much. The kiwi. I want to taste him so very badly. I lick my lips and clumsily close the space between us. I want to swallow him, consume him until we are a permanent part of each other.Dezso lets out a groan and gives me what I want. All the while, he is caressing my back with the most wonderful of touches.I move my hands down his back and grip his rump, pulling him as close as I possibly can against my body. Oh my, what a delight! So firm, it is like a perfect peach ready for picking. Yet, squeezable like something that can be molded into a shape. I stay, with my hands kneading his flesh, as his hands slow move lower to my rear.I feel wetness between my legs and let out a gasp of pleasure, feeling an undeniable need to move that area closer to him. There is a hardness between his legs and I know EXACTLY what it is. I want to touch it, taste it, and see if it is just like in my dreams. I slowly pull away from his lips and ease my way to kneeling position.He looks at me, panting. Desire consumes his eyes.I wonder if mine are the same, I think to myself, as I pull at the material that covers what I crave.He grabs my hands and gently pulls me to my feet. “Not here, my Lady…”Excerpt #2It has been three days since the attack by Than and Cassiel. Iria and I have been training hard. Harder than ever before. There is drastic improvement showing in her skill. She is not even close to being done with training. That will take months, maybe even years to learn all that is possible. But she is progressing quite fast! My Uncle has been by our sides more than ever, offering his help, knowledge, and guidance to both Iria and myself. He now knows of Iria’s secret and has sworn to take the secret to his grave and beyond. He says he knew there was something different…special about her but did not want to pry. He said he figured if it was meant for him to know, it will be revealed to him. Iria and I, are both truly grateful to have him at our side and for the assistance, he is giving to us. “Iria do not take it easy on the old man. Take him down! She chuckles and ducks a punch from my Uncle Dillon with ease. Rapidly gaining her feet and swiping his legs from below him. “Eat dirt evil doer!” She jumps up in triumph and laughs at my Uncle’s confounded expression. FACEBOOK / WEBSITE / GOODREADS / TWITTERA.R. was born and raised in Bronx, NY and is the oldest daughter of two girls. She holds an Associate’s Degree in Computer Science and Information Technology, which was only briefly used. She’s a mother of two entertaining teen boys (as well as a lovely fawn Chihuahua, whom she considers her furry daughter.) She’s also a wife to a delightfully handsome and amazingly funny man-beast. She loves anything dragon and fantasy related. In her free time, she enjoys exercising, writing, listening to music, hiking, cooking, dancing, and reading. She also loves a great adventure in and out of a book!She writes to free her mind of its constant wondering and clutter. She thrives on the fact she can share some of it with readers that have the same passion for a great story.She also loves to hear from her reader’s and chat away, so feel free to reach out to her any time. For various ways to reach out to her. Visit: http://ar-von.com/ a Rafflecopter giveaway Hosted by:

#MWTease from @kristinelyon19 #darknovel #Lana'sAwakening #wip #amwriting

Hi everyone! Happy Wednesday! This is from a new DARK story I'm working on!  The title is Dangerous Fixation! Stay turned for more information! I hope you enjoy the small tease! 



. It was a spoon. She optimistically closed her mouth over the spoon and discovered, almost rapturously it was filled with sweet, buttery mashed potatoes. It was food, goddamned food! As the spoon was pulled between her teeth and out of her mouth, she pressed her lips tightly around it, holding every last morsel of the potatoes inside. She swallowed it quickly and opened her mouth again, not so much expectedly, but hopefully. She was not disappointed, as another spoonful was inserted into her eager mouth again and again. Periodically replaced by a straw, allowing her small drinks of cool water, the spoon continued its mission of feeding her. The potatoes were easily revealed as homemade by occasional lumps within them, and that only made them taste better to Lana, and she doubted if she had ever tasted anything so wonderful. It was as close to heaven as she would allow herself hope of seeing anytime soon, so when the spoon left her mouth and did not return, she wanted to ask for more. She was still hungry, very hungry with an intensity level bordering on insatiable. But she was not about to utter a single word, not so much as a syllable. What little nourishment the small portion of food had provided had been enough to instantly allow her to think clearly enough to know better. So instead of asking what she dearly wanted to ask, she slowly closed her mouth and turned her attention to bathing. The hand which had guided her motions before returned again, enclosing itself around one of her wrist. Slowly her hand was led downward and placed lightly between her legs. Fingers individually found themselves atop each of her own as her hand was slowly bent downward. She stopped when the hand guiding hers stopped, understanding she would be shown exactly what was expected. A lone finger remained atop her middle finger as she felt his thumb and pinky finger slip around her wrist again, and as her hand was slowly pulled upward, her middle finger found its way to the skin just below the slit in her womanhood. It glided lightly over the lips of her pussy, making its way to the top before being asked to return. The motion was repeated several times and then she was again left to continue on her own. She had not been shown to slip the finger inside and so she didn’t, and likewise when her finger reached the top, just below where she had once sported a mound of curly hair, she did not allow herself to press any harder to stimulate her clit any more than she had been silently asked. She found she was becoming slightly captivated by his interest in watching her rub on her own pussy in return for the food she had wanted. She had no trouble recognizing where this was headed. The only question was where it would end. But it was a question she knew she couldn’t ask. As she slid her finger over her slit for what she believed to be the 15th or 20th time, she heard the unmistakable sound of metal grinding against glass, and as she dared to wonder of it could in fact be a knife and fork – oh fuck, let it be a knife and fork – he repeated his last spoken command.“Open your mouth,” he said.She quickly obeyed and was rewarded again by the touch of metal inside her mouth, followed immediately by absolute joy as she closed her mouth and recognized something she would have never allowed herself to hope for. It was steak, breaded and obviously cooked in a frying pan, something she was unaccustomed to, but absolutely delicious. The hand stroking her pussy was almost forgotten as she welcomed the tasty meat. He spoke again as she chewed the steak slowly, savoring it for all its worth, and at the same time hearing the sound of the knife slicing off another bite for her.“I want you to coordinate you hand and your mouth,” he said, as he placed the next piece of steak at the edge of her lip. “As you close your mouth around the food, I want you to slide your finger inside you. Then I want you to slowly pull your finger out, moving it up slowly as you chew. Do you understand?”“Yes,” she quickly answered, inhaling the aroma so close to her mouth.“If you do this properly, your finger should reach your clit at the exact time you swallow the food. Do you understand?”“Yes.” Oh hell yes she understood. “Good. Open your mouth.”Time slowly disappeared as she became lost in whatever this game was that he was playing with her. She quickly attuned her fingers to the tempo he set by feeding her hunger. Whether he was deriving his pleasure from watching her fingers work her own pussy or trying to maintain the pace he constantly slowed and increased was unclear to Lana, but she did as she had been asked. Her need was being satisfied by fulfilling his need, and for the moment, she really didn’t care exactly what that was. She welcomed each bite by fucking herself with her own finger until the plate was empty and he told her to stop. She heard what she assumed was a wooden chair on the tile floor and the utensils sliding across the plate as he stood.
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#MWTease from @kristinelyon19 #darknovel #DangerousFixation #wip #amwriting

Hi everyone! Happy Wednesday! This is from a new DARK story I'm working on!  The title is Dangerous Fixation! Stay turned for more information! I hope you enjoy the small tease! 



. It was a spoon. She optimistically closed her mouth over the spoon and discovered, almost rapturously it was filled with sweet, buttery mashed potatoes. It was food, goddamned food! As the spoon was pulled between her teeth and out of her mouth, she pressed her lips tightly around it, holding every last morsel of the potatoes inside. She swallowed it quickly and opened her mouth again, not so much expectedly, but hopefully. She was not disappointed, as another spoonful was inserted into her eager mouth again and again. Periodically replaced by a straw, allowing her small drinks of cool water, the spoon continued its mission of feeding her. The potatoes were easily revealed as homemade by occasional lumps within them, and that only made them taste better to Angela, and she doubted if she had ever tasted anything so wonderful. It was as close to heaven as she would allow herself hope of seeing anytime soon, so when the spoon left her mouth and did not return, she wanted to ask for more. She was still hungry, very hungry with an intensity level bordering on insatiable. But she was not about to utter a single word, not so much as a syllable. What little nourishment the small portion of food had provided had been enough to instantly allow her to think clearly enough to know better. So instead of asking what she dearly wanted to ask, she slowly closed her mouth and turned her attention to bathing. The hand which had guided her motions before returned again, enclosing itself around one of her wrist. Slowly her hand was led downward and placed lightly between her legs. Fingers individually found themselves atop each of her own as her hand was slowly bent downward. She stopped when the hand guiding hers stopped, understanding she would be shown exactly what was expected. A lone finger remained atop her middle finger as she felt his thumb and pinky finger slip around her wrist again, and as her hand was slowly pulled upward, her middle finger found its way to the skin just below the slit in her womanhood. It glided lightly over the lips of her pussy, making its way to the top before being asked to return. The motion was repeated several times and then she was again left to continue on her own. She had not been shown to slip the finger inside and so she didn’t, and likewise when her finger reached the top, just below where she had once sported a mound of curly hair, she did not allow herself to press any harder to stimulate her clit any more than she had been silently asked. She found she was becoming slightly captivated by his interest in watching her rub on her own pussy in return for the food she had wanted. She had no trouble recognizing where this was headed. The only question was where it would end. But it was a question she knew she couldn’t ask. As she slid her finger over her slit for what she believed to be the 15th or 20th time, she heard the unmistakable sound of metal grinding against glass, and as she dared to wonder of it could in fact be a knife and fork – oh fuck, let it be a knife and fork – he repeated his last spoken command.“Open your mouth,” he said.She quickly obeyed and was rewarded again by the touch of metal inside her mouth, followed immediately by absolute joy as she closed her mouth and recognized something she would have never allowed herself to hope for. It was steak, breaded and obviously cooked in a frying pan, something she was unaccustomed to, but absolutely delicious. The hand stroking her pussy was almost forgotten as she welcomed the tasty meat. He spoke again as she chewed the steak slowly, savoring it for all its worth, and at the same time hearing the sound of the knife slicing off another bite for her.“I want you to coordinate you hand and your mouth,” he said, as he placed the next piece of steak at the edge of her lip. “As you close your mouth around the food, I want you to slide your finger inside you. Then I want you to slowly pull your finger out, moving it up slowly as you chew. Do you understand?”“Yes,” she quickly answered, inhaling the aroma so close to her mouth.“If you do this properly, your finger should reach your clit at the exact time you swallow the food. Do you understand?”“Yes.” Oh hell yes she understood. “Good. Open your mouth.”Time slowly disappeared as she became lost in whatever this game was that he was playing with her. She quickly attuned her fingers to the tempo he set by feeding her hunger. Whether he was deriving his pleasure from watching her fingers work her own pussy or trying to maintain the pace he constantly slowed and increased was unclear to Angela, but she did as she had been asked. Her need was being satisfied by fulfilling his need, and for the moment, she really didn’t care exactly what that was. She welcomed each bite by fucking herself with her own finger until the plate was empty and he told her to stop. She heard what she assumed was a wooden chair on the tile floor and the utensils sliding across the plate as he stood.
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#MWTease from @kristinelyon19 #darknovel #Captured #wip #amwriting

Hi everyone! Happy Wednesday! This is from a new DARK story I'm working on!  The title is Captured! Stay turned for more information! I hope you enjoy the small tease! 

“I want you to coordinate you hand and your mouth,” he said, as he placed the next piece of steak at the edge of her lip. “As you close your mouth around the food, I want you to slide your finger inside you. Then I want you to slowly pull your finger out, moving it up slowly as you chew. Do you understand?”

“Yes,” she quickly answered, inhaling the aroma so close to her mouth.

“If you do this properly, your finger should reach your clit at the exact time you swallow the food. Do you understand?”

“Yes.” Oh hell yes she understood.

“Good. Open your mouth.”

Time slowly disappeared as she became lost in whatever this game was that he was playing with her... 
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Statistic Cover Reveal with @EroticaDawn

Title: Statistic

Author: Dawn Robertson

Summary:

Love.

Betrayal.

Deception.

Attempted Murder.

Aurora Alexander is everything headlines are made of.

Newly single mother, Aurora Alexander is trying to move on with her life.

After a string of unsuccessful blind dates, she turns to internet dating.

Everyone does it, so it has to be safe. Right?

Wrong.



About the author:


Dawn Robertson is a twenty-something indie erotic romance author, and mother. She lives in sunny senior citizen packed Florida, where she wrangles her flock of kids and writes smut.

Dawn can normally be found swearing like a sailor, making late night drive-thru appearances, arguing with her kids (or being run over by their power wheels), reading a steamy romance while hiding in her bathroom, writing her little heart out on her laptop (or dragging her Macbook to the Genius bar praying they can save her latest work in progress), shopping for My Little Pony goodies, being the life of the party at a book signing, or sipping on a smoothie. She loves to hear from her fans, readers, and authors alike. Feel free to drop her a message.

Dawn rarely takes life seriously, so be sure to expect heavy sarcasm from her. She is also the life of the party, so be sure to meet up with her at one of the many author events she will be attending in the next couple months. Buy her a shot of whiskey, and she will love you for life.

Dawn’s links:

Facebook: http://facebook.com/authordawnrobertson

Google +: https://plus.google.com/+DawnRobertsonAuthor/posts

Twitter: http://twitter.com/eroticadawn

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Website: http://eroticadawn.com

#MWTease from #UnTamedPassion

Hi everyone! I hope your having a fantastic week! I'm working on a new #shifter series! Here is a preview from the first book in the series called Untamed Passion! 


A smile touched his lips and she could tell that the feeling was mutual.  He cared for her, she could see it on his face a love so strong that made it seem like he was fighting with everything he had within him to keep his cool.  The strength and tensile beauty of his magnificent musculature appealed to her the most.  He was more than handsome, he was virile she could only imagine the things he could do to her in the bedroom. What a delicious thought that was.  He strode to her, his lean body towering over her as they stood mere inches from each other.
He cupped her chin, guiding her head up slightly to lock gazes with her.  “You don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear you say that,” his voice was laced with such confidence.  It was almost as if he knew she’d give herself to him.
This was part of his charm, the dominating yet all so sexy way in which he spoke.  He seemed to look into her very soul with his piercing stare, proclaiming his love without having to utter a word.  Sasha could feel the heat of his body radiating onto hers spurring the fire within her, with an aura so intoxicating.  A tiny yelp slipped her lips as he wrapped his hand around the small of her back and pulled her to him suddenly.
“Sasha,” his husky voice sent shivers down her spine.  He was struggling with himself.  Why he kept holding back made her more than curious.  She wanted him to let go, give into her completely, she was in love with him and this little dance that they were doing was becoming somewhat torturous to her.
“I want you Eric… I’ve tried to control my feelings for you but I can’t.  I want you so bad, I …”His lips soon covered hers, muffling her words and interrupting her thoughts.  His kiss was brutal with a passion so raw and intense it made her somewhat giddy.  She kissed him back furiously driven by her own desperate need to be with him.
He pulled back suddenly and it took her a few minutes to realize what he’d just done.  Opening her eyes, her heart dropped, when she saw the look of pain on his face.  
“I need to tell you something,” he whispered.
“Can’t it wait,” she leaned into him and elevated her petite body on the tip of her toes to so her lips could meet his as he stood back upright.  She could feel the thumping of his chest as he groaned in protest, his body tensing as she they locked lips.
“Sasha,” he whispered in earnest. Hearing him say her name with such passion made her tingle all over.
She moaned a soft, welcoming moan, crushing her breasts against his hard torso.  The feel of her body against his made him his heart beat faster and his resistance soon became his surrender.  Bracing her body against the wall, he came to her, his lips demanding and hungry. His vigorous tongue made its way into her mouth in search of hers.  The taste of the red wine still lingered upon his lips and as they kissed her anticipation heightened with each delicious second.  Her tongue danced and curled with his while his hands roamed over her body freely, gently slipping the straps of her dress off her shoulders.  
Her heart leaped with joy, he was not going to stop tonight.  They were going to fully enjoy each other.  His kisses intensified, as he worked his fingers around the clasps of her bra and unhooked it, freeing her ample breasts to his touch.
Her body became almost like clay in his hand, willing and wanting him to mold her as he pleased.  “Take me now,” she moaned, hoping that he would not hesitate any longer.
“All in good time,” his response made her even more anxious and the desire that she felt increased.  He was going to do this slowly and she would enjoy every minute of it, she could feel it in her gut.***Well! I hope you enjoyed the tease!  If you don't want to wait until next week to find out what happens you can find Untamed Passion for 0.99 hereBuy Links: Amazon I B&N

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#MWTease from Melissa's Fate

 This is my first post with Mid Week Tease! I really hope I'm doing it right! This is a short preview from my newest book Melissa's Fate.  The beautiful cover was done by Erin D.Hill! 
Melissa Amdarias has battled through impossible odds to score an apprenticeship with Kelso and Associates – the new rising star of the legal scene. Unfortunately her new boss has it in for her, sending her on pointless assignments. Then she meets Kelso James, founder of the business, and he turns her world upside down. How will the mysterious and enigmatic Kelso affect her? *** This tease starts out with Melissa in her new office instant messaging her new boss. Right here, Melissa. Play with yourself, I think you’ll find the necessary tools in the desk.
Oh please tell me there’s not a vibrator in my desk, she thought as she opened the drawer. No dice… nestled down where it wasn’t obvious was a distinctive silver vibrator. “There’s a vibrator in my desk…” was all she thought to say.
Use it, while I watch. “Sir I-“she began. She had never done anything like that before, especially in front of people.While I touch myself... Melissa blushed and seemingly without thinking grabbed the vibrator from the drawer and stared at it in semi-awe. Was she really about to do this? This crazy morning just kept getting crazier and she idly wondered if she’d suffered some kind of horrifying brain trauma at some point. Maybe Kelso wasn’t Kelso and whoever she’d ran into in the hall accidentally jammed a compass deep into her brain. But this had to be real, they’d made out and the feelings she’d experienced were too real to be a dream. She shook a bit while she stared at the device, a twisted mix of nerves, excitement, and arousal. She remembered again the way he tasted in her mouth, licking her lips at the memory, she gently rose and slipped out of her jacket.
Take it off slowly
She obeyed his words as if he had spoken them directly into her ear. She blushed again and gently, provocatively slipped out of her jacket, to reveal her slender arms and radiant neckline. Slowly her hands peeled away at the white shirt’s many buttons, slowly revealing her chest and lithe tummy to the world. Deciding Kelso would have to work at it a bit more before he got to see breast, she left the bra on – and it’s always kinkier to leave a few things on. Her thumbs notched against her waist and her jeans as her legs worked her feet to remove her shoes. Material slipped downwards almost effortlessly, revealing her pretty white legs. Her body was warm, smooth and perfectly soft to the touch. Blushing more, Melissa attempted to move about more provocatively before Kelso.
Easy now, before you break something. Wouldn’t want such a perfect body marred like this, would you?
Saying nothing, Melissa quickly stopped playing around, and gripped the edges of her panties, slipping out of them quietly and slowly, finally revealing the prize – her delicate but perfect love tunnel. She smiled coyly at the camera –and Kelso- and took the vibrator teasingly. She turned it on and it began to numb her fingers. Her playful side rising some more, she slid the vibrator over one arm, then the other, enjoying the twisted massage. She slipped it around her shoulders, and over her tummy. Then she brought it up and teasingly, suggestively, brought it closer to her breasts. She gave a coy, innocent “I know nothing” smile and slipped it lower again, making gentle circles towards her exposed groin. Her teased sex had already engorged slightly, waiting for her to go to town on herself. She blushed furiously, and took a sharp intake of breath before sliding the vibrator into her moist, wet, ready passage.
A small explosion went off inside Melissa’s mind as she felt the sudden rush of pleasure and overwhelming warmth from the now-magical toy. Like a switch was thrown she became instantly hornier and more pleasured. She quickly drove the toy deeper into her depths, a smile across her face as the vibrating head dug deeper, stimulating and pleasuring every fiber of her flesh. Melissa let out an involuntary moan and clenched her thighs around the toy.
What did I say about breaking something, Melissa?
It was impossibly difficult for Melissa to pull her attention away from the throbs of pleasure she was experiencing below to the message on the screen: right, he wanted her to slow down a bit. That was… doable, she supposed. Annoying but doable, to her horny side. She slowed down the direct assault and returned to teasing. Pulling the toy out all the way and just running the head over the lips of her opening. She teased herself slowly for the dominant and sexy Kelso. Hopefully he liked the show.
Good girl, that’s how we play. Thank you so much for reading! Well, I hope you liked it! If you want to read more you can find Melissa's Fate here:
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He thought I owned him. He thought he loved me, that I was enough. But this animal, this sex god who could drive me crazy and steal my heart in the same breath, he would never be fully mine. It was impossible. No one ever owns a God.
 
Alessandra Torre is a new author who focuses on contemporary erotica. Her first book, Blindfolded Innocence, was published in July 2012, and was an Erotica #1 Bestseller for two weeks. The sequel to Blindfolded, Masked Innocence, will be released in February 2014.
Alessandra lives in the Southern United States and is married, with one young child. She enjoys reading, spending time with her family, and playing with her dogs. Her favorite authors include Lisa Gardner, Gillian Flynn, and Jennifer Crusie. Learn more about Alessandra on her website at www.alessandratorre.com, or you can find her on Twitter (@ReadAlessandra) or her Facebook fanpage.
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