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Wednesday, 31 July 2013

Hot Hump Day Excerpt: Tempted: The Dark Hart Chronicles by Alexandra Anthony

Thanks to Alexandra for these hotttt excerpt. Definitely something to perk up your week!
I only stood at the window for a moment.  Pushing away from the glass, I scurried down the steps, my fingers fumbling over the locks in my haste to open the door.  Letting it swing open, I wasn’t surprised to see him standing before me.  Rain dripped from his raven black hair to run in rivulets down the sharp planes of his handsome face.  His dark eyes were luminous, glowing with passion as he stood before me, both hands bracing the doorframe.
“Nick…” I whispered.  I took a shaky step backwards as he strode across the threshold forcefully and took my face in his hands.  Our eyes met for the briefest of moments before he lowered his head to capture my lips in a toe-curling kiss, his tongue searching the contours of my mouth.  Much too soon he pulled away, his teeth tugging at my lower lip.  His fingers stroked down the length of my neck, cold and wet against my skin.  My body trembled in response and when I raised my hands to embrace him, he stopped me and held them in his firm grip.
“I told myself I wouldn’t do this, Savannah.  I know I promised to give you your space and that I’d be patient.  You can see how well that worked.  So here I am, standing here in front of you.  I wanted it to be different…I wanted to do this right.”  He closed his eyes and breathed deeply.  He dragged me closer until I was pressed against the solid wall of his chest, soaking my t-shirt with rainwater.  “But I can’t do this anymore.  I can’t lie to myself and pretend I’m all right with just being friends.  I fucking want you.”
His words ignited a fire deep within me, stroking the slow simmer that had been building all week.  When he continued, his voice was husky.  “I don’t want to talk and I don’t want to think if it’s right or wrong.  I’ll deal with the fallout tomorrow, but now…now I want you more than I can put into words.”
His hands released mine and he cradled my face in his hands.  His soft mouth whispered over my lips and the curve of my jaw.  Powerless to think clearly, I simply lost myself in him and the emotion he’d unleashed inside of me.  He made me feel cherished and desired, as if I was the only woman alive.  Keeping myself emotionally unavailable had its drawbacks and I was almost desperate to feel connected to him.  Unable to hold back when his lips tentatively covered mine again, I responded shamelessly.  I slowly traced the outline of his lips with the tip of my tongue.  His body reacted immediately to my unexpected reaction, the front of his rain sodden pants bulging.
"You're soaked," I brushed his wet hair back from his forehead.  My eyes followed every line on his face, over his cheekbones and his full lips.  As I studied him, I wondered fleetingly if once we made love, the attraction would be gone.  Maybe I could fuck him out of my mind.
If only it was that easy, Savannah.
The corner of his mouth twitched.  His head tipped back under my touch and the weight of my stare, baring his long neck to me.  “Then you should undress me, love.”
Drawing in an unsteady breath, my hands didn’t waver as I swiftly unzipped his pants and flicked open the button of his dress pants.  They fell heavily around his feet in a wet heap as my fingers pushed at his suit jacket, easing it over his broad shoulders.  All that separated us was his dress shirt and my faded t-shirt.
When he swept me into his arms and carried me up the stairs to my bedroom, I didn’t offer any challenge.  He swaggered across the room, laying me across the bed in one fluid motion.  My hooded eyes devoured him as stood before me, roughly tugging off his tie and dropping it carelessly on the bed beside of me.  His agile fingers slid over his dress shirt, each button slowly falling open to reveal a sliver more of his pale chest until it draped open at each side, his rippled abdomen shadowed in the darkness of the room.
“Savannah.  Come here, love.”
My heart was racing as I crawled to the edge of the bed.  Reaching out to him, my hands twisted into each side of his shirt and I tugged him against me.  Our bodies collided and our mouths met impatiently, the fiery caress of his lips searing through me until I was afraid nothing would be left of me but ash.
His hands tangled in my hair our kiss deepened.  He was unrelenting but in control, sexual but sensual.  His taste on my tongue was mindless and drugging, leaving me breathless and longing for more.
Nick eased me back onto the bed, hovering lithely above me.  As his fingers began a provocative path down my neck and over the curve of my breast, my hands slipped under his shirt and dragged down the flexing planes of his back, cupping his tight ass and dragging his hips to mine.  Every inch of our bodies molded tightly together and the air around us seemed to shimmer, growing taut with anticipation.  It seemed we were both longing to explore what we’d denied ourselves of for so long.
My bedroom was suddenly filled with the erotic sounds of deep wet, open-mouthed kisses and wanton moans.  Our tongues teased and tangled together until I was in desperate need of air.  Nick slowly kissed back up my jaw to my ear as he grasped the nape of my neck.
"I'm not going to lie.  I’ve wanted this since the first moment I saw you," Nick rasped against my ear.  His tongue licked over the shell, causing a shiver to run down my spine.  "I couldn't take my eyes off of you."
His voice and sensual words caused my head to arch back into the bed.  "I wanted it too.  More than anything," I whispered softly.  My fingers combed through his damp hair, his delicious spicy scent overpowering me.
Swallowing back a strangled groan, he pulled away and shrugged out of his shirt.  My trembling fingers stroked over his sculpted chest and down the flexing muscle of his arm, absently tracing over the large tattoo on his upper bicep.  I finally let them drift over each raised ridge of his stomach, my hands continuing their unhurried exploration.  He was flawlessly beautiful.  His pale body was long, hard and powerful.  He was more perfect than I ever could have imagined.
He was also completely nude and fully aroused, his eyes predatory and possessive.
"I'm going to take off your t-shirt.  You're not attached to it, are you?" Nick questioned softly, fingering the collar of the fabric.
"Uh, no.  Why..."
With a flick of his wrist, he ripped my shirt completely down the middle.  His dark eyes eagerly swept over my breasts before settling on my eyes.  "You're fucking gorgeous, Savannah.  Better than what I ever could have imagined."
How could I tell him that seeing him like this was better than I imagined it would be? And that I’d vividly imagined it, even dreamt about this moment.
His fingers tugged at the sides of my panties, dragging them down the length of my legs.  He tossed them aside and his fingertips crept back up over my knees and thighs.  He paused, licking his lips nervously.  His eyes darted up to mine, asking for the permission I'd already given him.  I nodded and his soft hands began their gentle exploration.  He circled my clit with his fingers at first, spreading the slick arousal over my folds.  He loomed back over me, his thumb continuing its tormenting dance.  I battled between clamping my thighs together to quell his teasing and opening them wider to give him anything he wanted.
"I want to taste every inch of you." His mouth recaptured mine, pressing himself closer to me.  I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him to me.  His tongue plunged into my mouth at the same time two of his long fingers scissored deep inside of me.  I cried out into his mouth at the sensation of his fingers and tongue both working me, arousing me to the point of where I was losing my grip on reality.
He lifted his lips from mine, his mouth traveling over my neck and collarbone, stopping at my breasts.  His tongue flickered out to lave my nipple.  My skin pebbled and I felt his smile against my skin.  He moved to the other, lavishing the same attention to it, causing me to bow my back and push my breast deeper into his mouth.  His touch caused my heart rate to accelerate and my body to flush, wanting him more than I ever thought possible.
"Don't tease me.  I've wanted you for too long," I sighed raggedly, digging my fingers into his shoulders.
My nipple fell from his mouth and he was back in my face, his lips against mine.
"You're admitting it then?" Nick demanded.  A third finger filled me, stretching me.  They curled up, stroking me until my back arched off the bed.  My hips rocked into his hand, my hot sex fluttering around them tightly.  Desire clawed at me, hot and sharp.
"God, yes," I whimpered.  My hand snaked between us, grasping his cock in my hand.  He was thick, like satin covered steel.  Stroking him gently, a deep growl rumbled in his chest and he shuddered against me.  He thrust into my hand, his body stiffening as I gripped him tighter.
The elegant fingers of his free hand caressed my face softly.  "I wanted this to be more...but I need you, Savannah." When he spoke again, his voice sounded broken.  "I...I need you."
When personal assistant Savannah Wood lands a dream job with up and coming rock star Nick Hart, it seems too good to be true. He's devastatingly handsome, reserved and charming...but he has a secret he's determined to keep.

Their attraction to one another is immediate and Savannah is determined to keep a professional relationship between them. She's been burned before and has no desire to reopen old wounds.

The lines between professional and personal begin to blur when Savannah finds out Nick's secret: he's a century old vampire with a painful past. He's also hesitant to open himself up to her, yet they find their temptation to one another is stronger than either can resist. 

The paparazzi, a string of murders and cryptic, ominous letters threaten their budding relationship. Will their attraction and love be enough to keep them together...or will it tear them apart?

*This is an erotic, romantic book. It contains sexy vampires, graphic language, adult content and situations that aren't for the faint of heart or those 18 and under.  Consider yourself warned.*
Purchase Tempted on Amazon and Smashwords. Find Alexandra on Facebook and her website.

Tuesday, 30 July 2013

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Monday, 29 July 2013

Monday Memes

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Saturday, 27 July 2013

Saturday Storyteller Interview: Roxy Wilson

Please welcome our latest author in the spotlight, Roxy!

What's your name and where do you come from?
I'm Roxy Wilson from one of the many picturesque islands of the English-speaking Caribbean.

Tell us a bit about your latest release.
He's So Into You is my debut novella, which was published by Secret Cravings Publishing.  It's a story about how two people, though overwhelmed by their circumstances, find the seeds of hope of a new beginning with each other.

What's your biggest turn on?
A man's broad shoulders, better to wrap me with, my dear… lol

If you couldn't be an author, what would your ideal career be?
A motivational speaker.  I quite like the idea of inspiring others.

Do you have a favourite character from your books? Why are they your favourite?
That's an easy one.  He's So Into You is my first book, so Raina is definitely my favourite character.  That's probably because she's bits and pieces of me.  She's a plus size woman, who has struggled for years (and still struggles I might add) with her weight.  She has body image issues.  She has sister locks.  She's of African descent.  She quotes poetry at odd times.  The only ways in which we differ is the fact that she has an abusive ex and she goes out on a blind date.

What's the most romantic thing anyone has ever done for you? 
My husband planned a surprise trip to St. Lucia for my *coughs* birthday.  He whisked me away from my workplace and straight to the airport.  It was only then I knew where our destination was going to be.  We stayed at the same hotel and in the same suite like we did on our honeymoon a few years before.  Our weekend was perfect bliss. ;)

What's your greatest weakness?
The Internet.  If my husband doesn't pull me away from it, I can stay online for hours.  Seriously!

What trait do you find the sexiest?
A sense of humor.  I love a man who can make me toss my head back and laugh unashamedly.

What do you do when you're not writing?
Perhaps reading, which I think is the flip side of writing.  Sometimes I might just listen to some calypso, reggae or any other genre of music that tickles my fancy at the time.  Or I might be spending some quality time with my family, or simply surfing the Internet.

Tell us something that might surprise our readers.
This may sound spooky, as well, but the number 7 pervades every aspect of my life.  For instance, my dad was born on 7th  March, my mom on 17th  May, my sister and brother on 27th  and 17th  January respectively, and I on 17th  September.  I was married on 27th December, 1997.  On our honeymoon in St. Lucia, my husband and I stayed in Suite #207.  My first and second vehicles had license plate # 17 and # 7221 respectively.  At present, my address begins with #7 and each of my phones has the number 7 in it.  Hmmm….  Perhaps, it's evidence that I'm truly a lucky lady.
Being badly injured in a plane crash and feeling responsible for losing his fiancé keep Jordan Cooper from getting involved with another woman, but his best friend Caleb talks him into going on a blind date. He's surprised that in a short time his feelings for Raina Abbott runs deep. Jordan wants more than just one night with her, but he has to convince her first.

Leaving an abusive ex and ending an unhealthy relationship with food still aren't enough to help Raina Abbott overcome her feelings of insecurity, but her best friend Jayce convinces her that going on a blind date is the first step to boosting her self-confidence and feeling good about herself again. Jordan Cooper shows her that she's beautiful, both inside and out, but can a date and one night of passion assure her that he's really into her?
 Purchase He's So Into You on Amazon | ARe | Secret Cravings | Publishing | Bookstrand
Find Roxy on Facebook and her website. 

Wednesday, 24 July 2013

Hot Hump Day Excerpt: What Once was Perfect by Zoe York

If you like a bit of chemistry--and we don't mean a science lesson--then read on for a hot excerpt from Zoe York! 
It took another fifteen minutes for Laney to stash her groceries in the car and grab a latte from the coffee shop/bakery, because she was stopped by three people who wanted to tell her how happy they were she was visiting for the holidays and to ask if she’d seen Kyle yet. She considered stopping at the drugstore for a gift bag, but decided if she was going to have any time for a quickie, the presents should probably just be wrapped in a grocery bag.
She parked her car on the far side of the school house from her mom’s farm. Not hiding where she was, but at the same time, she was quite done with questions for the day.
Kyle opened the door at the second knock. He raised his eyebrows and flashed a wide, easy smile. “Hey, you. I wasn’t sure if…I thought you might be busy with family stuff.”
“I have been.” She held out the grocery bag. “I was shopping and decided to get you and Buddy some Christmas presents.”
He pulled her inside and closed the door. He slid the package out of her grasp, placed it on a small table next to the entrance and closed the gap between them. “Thank you. I’ll open it in a minute. But first—” He slid one hand behind her neck “—I’m going to kiss you, okay?”
He didn’t wait for a response, but he didn’t rush either. His other hand curled against her jaw, and she saw his lips part, his eyelids drop, his nose tilt away, and as his breath touched her mouth, everything slipped out of focus and it was all warm and muzzy and delicious.
Lips on lips. Lips parting, then tongues dancing, teeth nipping, then after breaking apart for ragged breaths, they crashed together again, hungry and needy.
“Open your present,” she whispered, pressing her hips up and into his erection.
“Can I open you first?”
“It’s related, trust me.”
Kyle eased back enough to twist and grab the bag. “It’s heavy for a sex toy.”
She giggled. She didn’t giggle, ever. Except, apparently, when around Kyle. Or maybe it was Wardham, although she didn’t remember being this…whatever this was on previous trips. It was fun being this different Laney. He reached into the bag and pulled out the four-pack. “Red Bull?”
“You used to love the stuff.”
“When we had to pull all-nighters, studying. I haven’t drunk it in years.”
“It reminded me of you.” Laney angled toward him, stealing a quick kiss. “Keep going.”
“Okay. Thank you, for the Red Bull. Maybe I’ll go on a road trip in the summer.”
Come to Chicago. Her heart thumped. That was lunacy. This was a bit of fun to get Kyle out of her system. She didn’t want to start anything up again. She’d sworn as much to her sister and mother, and she’d been telling the truth. Her stomach twisted, and she swallowed hard.
He pulled out the second gift. “Peanut butter?”
“For Buddy. There’s a related—”
A black and white streak shot across the room as Kyle held up the hollow purple ball.
“It’ll keep him occupied while we use the last gift,” she whispered, suddenly nervous.
He gave her a curious look and slid the tin out of the bag. “Altoids?”
She grinned. Fake it till you make it. “You bet. Leave the Red Bull here and follow me.”
She swirled past him, letting her fingers trail across his lower abdomen as she stepped toward the living area. Her coat hit the floor, followed by her top, and she turned in the middle of the room, wearing yoga pants and a black bra. Kyle paced toward her, heat rolling off him. As he reached her, she sank to her knees and parted her lips. “May I have a mint, sir?”
Kyle groaned and opened the package. She stuck her tongue out to accept the candy he offered, drawing it into her mouth. He held onto it for a minute, feeling the warmth of her mouth around his fingers, then he slipped them out and swiped her lower lip with the pad of his thumb. “Your mouth looks so damn good glistening wet like that.”
Laney smirked and fluttered her eyelashes. “You say the nicest things,” she murmured, tugging at his belt buckle. She was eager to have him in her mouth, a curious fact that she didn’t want to explore right at that moment. Or ever. She breathed in and out, steadying her nerves.
Heading home always stirs up mixed emotions for Laney Calhoun. Twelve years ago she left for graduate school, broken-hearted. She’s found professional success, but positive personal relationships have proved elusive. Running into her ex-boyfriend fans flames she thought long extinguished, and causes a renewed interest in love. Not with Kyle, of course. Never again. But as sparks fly and items of clothing disappear, she scrambles to keep her emotions in check.

Kyle Nixon let Laney slip away once. Their chemistry together is undeniable, but steamy sex is not enough to convince her to let him back into her heart. Even if she did trust him again, her medical career is five hundred kilometers away from the hometown that he loves, and the life that he once chose over her.

Purchase What Once was Perfect on Amazon, B&N and iTunes.

Find Zoe on her website and Facebook.

Monday, 22 July 2013

Monday memes.

Is it still hot where you are? We're sweltering here at LLALS. but it's never too hot for a monday chuckle.

Saturday, 20 July 2013

Saturday Storyteller Interview: Aria Glazki

Please welcome our latest author in the spotlight, Aria, as she tells us about her latest release and what she finds romantic.

What’s your name and where do you come from?
Hi, my name is Aria. Originally, I’m from Russia, but I’ve been living in the US since I was very young.  Most of my time right now I spend in lovely California.
Tell us a bit about your latest release.
My latest release is actually a collection of poetry, entitled Life Under Examination. The pieces included explore the gamut of interpersonal relationships, with a range from satire to heartfelt sincerity.
If you couldn’t be an author, what would your ideal career be?
In an idealistic sort of way, I’d love to be a dancer or a singer, but in reality performing is not my strong suit. The distance afforded by the page allows me to express intimately to my readers the way that great performers do to their audiences.
What trait do you find the sexiest?
Physically speaking, nice biceps are always a plus.  Otherwise, the right combination of honesty and compassion cannot be beat.
How do you decide how hot or not your book is going to be?
The level of heat in my books is decided by the characters – sexually confident and adventurous characters demand more explicit, unabashed heat, whereas more timid or reserved characters are likely to keep their intimacy behind closed doors.  Characters with different approaches to sexuality may bounce from one extreme to the other while finding the sweet spot for themselves as a couple.
Are there any erotic scenarios you wouldn’t write about?
At this point in my career, I don’t see myself exploring the world of S&M in my books. Some authors, like Laurell K Hamilton, depict that type of scenario and relationship very well, but it’s far enough outside my realm of experience that I’ll leave it to others.
Is the stuff you write about from experience or mostly imagination?
I think everything we write is informed by our personal experiences, but the particulars of my stories certainly spring from my imagination, not my life.
What’s your idea of a perfect romantic evening?
Just like intimate scenes in a novel, the perfect romantic evening for me is all about those involved, so time spent with the perfect man is my only required criterion – everything else can vary.

What do you do when you’re not writing?
Nowadays, much of my time is spent reading others’ blogs, keeping up with social media, and marketing my work.  Otherwise, I spend as much time as possible with my family and occasionally make it out dancing or to local events.
Aria Glazki’s writing story starts with one of those clichĂ©d beginnings when an English teacher encouraged her to submit a class assignment for publication. That piece was printed, and let’s just say she was hooked!  Since then, Aria has run a literary magazine, completed her Creative Writing degree, been published a few more times, and of course spent countless hours writing.  After a brief hiatus, Aria was a 2012 NaNoWriMo winner, which re-inspired her to pursue writing.   

Aria’s latest release is Life Under Examination, a poetry collection exploring the complexities of interpersonal relationships, which is now available on Amazon and on Smashwords. Learn more about Aria and her writing through her blog or follow her on Twitter (@AriaGlazki)!

Thursday, 18 July 2013

Thumbs up Thursday: All Hands Below by Lelani Black

Today I'm giving the thumbs up to the naughty Lelani Black. If you like your romance filled with fun characters and plenty of spice, then Ms. Black is your go-to-girl. ~ S

All Hands Below is one smoking read! It is erotic--very erotic--with such sizzling chemistry it's insane, but the emphasis remains on the storyline and the romance and is not all sex. (Though there is a ton of it and you never get bored!). Liam is one hot hottie and in spite of his alpha male ways, is easy to fall for. And he doesn't come across as a jerk as so many of these heroes do.But interestingly I really fell for Evangeline, which I think is rare for most women. We do tend to treasure our heroes. But I loved her confidence and her focus. She is someone we would all like to be like and can admire but she's still flawed enough so that you don't feel distanced. There's no fickleness to her behavior. She doesn't manipulate or fall foul to some of the more typical traits of even my favourite heroines. I think we could all do with being a bit like Evangeline. Add to it a cruise setting, a little bit of jealousy and illicit meetings, and you've got a great, captivating story. Perfect for a hot weekend read.
Twice married and twice widowed tends to leave a girl wanting, so Evangeline Spencer decides to look for roses, romance, and a happily ever after. Wild sex with a smoking-hot crew member of the Sea Sapphire wasn't on Evie's to-do list when she booked a cruise to the Caribbean, but the delicious things Liam Rossi does on a moonlit deck leaves her addicted and needy.

Newly promoted ship captain Liam Rossi is allergic to gorgeous, husband-hunting hotties with bed-me blue eyes. But after one taste of Evie's charms, he must have her in his bed. He'll give her the roses and romance she came aboard for. The happily ever after? Well...

Purchase All Hands Below on Amazon.

Wednesday, 17 July 2013

Hot Hump Day: The Winter Girl by Elodie Parkes

Please welcome Elodie who is sharing a smokin' excerpt as well as running a fab giveaway! To be in with a chance to winning a copy of The Winter Girl check out the rafflecopter below.
Thank you for inviting me to the Hot Hump Day blog post today.
I’ve brought along an excerpt from the scrumptious, contemporary, erotic romance, ‘The Winter Girl.’ It features the hero and heroine who are in the ‘dance of romance.’
Ash is the town bad boy who hides a loving nature behind his ‘keeping commitment at bay’ tactics. Lily is a modern, professional woman caught in his spell, but still able to take what she wants from their encounters. This is a love story with a twist of paranormal that reviewers have said they never saw coming.
Gathering reviews and love,
The Winter Girl,
…when corporate lawyer Lily moves into the country, and a house inherited from her grandmother, she hopes for peace after a relationship has ended…it will be the last thing she finds after meeting the town’s eligible bachelor, Starr Forrester…
Loved for his lifelong association with the town, Starr hides his methods for staying single well from his friends. He’s nearly thirty, gorgeous, a designer, owns a business and on the lookout for his ‘Winter Girl’….
Will it be Lily? What is a ‘Winter girl’?
Fun, sex, romance and a little twist of the paranormal, makes this a must read.

Lily flicked on the porch light and opened the door.
Ash gave her a look that was magnetic. “Lily, I have to see you…”
Lily was under his spell but her own needs were ignited too, and they made her throw herself into his outstretched arms.
Ash caught her to his body as a flood of relief washed over him. Lily was kissing him and he kissed her back. He tasted her lips, biting gently and following the bites with soft kisses. He traced his tongue on her lips after she had done the same to him. He slid his tongue along hers and crushed her hips against his growing erection.
Lily gave him kiss for kiss and held his face to hers. She felt his erection on her stomach. He was so hard and Lily couldn’t think of anything but holding him, unzipping his jeans, kissing down his stomach muscles, licking him.
She was unzipping his jeans when he held her just a little away from his body. His eyes were dark and he whispered between kisses.
“Lily we need to close the door. It’s freezing outside. Lily.”
She couldn’t let him go. She shuffled him away from the door and Ash followed her kissing down her neck as she pushed the door closed, somehow managing to suck his earlobe into her mouth as she did.
Ash pulled her sweater over her head and kissed along the top of her breasts. He couldn’t find a way to open her lacy bra and so he unzipped her jeans and pushed them down to mid-thigh as he kissed her so sexily Lily made little throaty sounds of enjoyment.
She had his jeans open and she plunged her hand down inside to hold his cock. Ash pushed into her hand and groaned. He thrust his hips a little. He was kneading her bottom and then pulled her underwear away to feel her skin and run his fingers along the insides of her thighs. Lily opened her mouth to his tongue as she cupped his balls in one hand and grasped his cock with the other.
Ash circled her clit with a fingertip and then pushed it into her. ‘She’s ready. She’s delicious, so hot.’ He sucked along her neck and down to a breast as he pushed two fingers in and out of her. Lily murmured her pleasure.
“Ash, I want you naked.”
He smiled a little as he kissed her mouth, the side of her mouth and then bit her shoulder softly. He looked up and into her eyes.
“I want you naked. I can’t open your bra.” He removed his fingers from her and Lily groaned. He picked her up. He walked through the nearest door, to what he hoped was a living room. The room had a sofa and he put Lily down following with his own body so that he leaned over her and sucked a nipple into his mouth through the lace of her bra. He stripped off her jeans and underwear in one. His fingers found her wet entrance again and Lily moaned into his mouth as he pushed them into her.
She whispered. “Take your clothes off Ash. Let me…”
Ash didn’t think he could stop kissing her to take his clothes off. His cock was so hard he felt he might just come right then with his tongue in her mouth. He moved back. He had to have her completely naked. Lily was dragging his sweater up and licking his stomach. He stood up and took his sweater off, as she leaned forward, held his cock, and sucked it.
Ash groaned.
He held her head gently and thrust into her mouth once, twice slowly, trying not to go too deep and then he pulled away. She let him and looked up at him.
“Lily get your bra off now before I tear it off you.”
She pulled the bra up over her head smiling.
“It’s a pull on.”
Ash levered off his boots and pushed off his underwear, jeans and socks. His cock was twitching. ‘It’s been too long Ash. Take it slow.’ He told himself that, but he was desperate to plunge into Lily and feel her tight and wet surrounding his cock.
Lily gazed at him.
“Ash I just want to look at you for a moment.”
She ran her hand over his thighs and then between them, tracing her fingertips under his balls. She ran her hands over his stomach and his hips. She kissed the head of his cock when it bumped against her chin and then she took the length of it into her mouth again. Ash moaned.
“Lily I need…” He didn’t finish. He was gentle but firm and took her head away from his cock. He sat down onto the sofa pulling her to straddle him. She sank onto his cock, deep, deep, deeper and moaned throatily the whole time against his lips.
“That feels so good.”
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Monday, 15 July 2013

More Monday Memes

Hi everyone. The weather in the UK had been superb over the past couple of weeks. So I'm sure no one wants to go back to work today.  If you are unlucky enough to have to work today, I hope these will cheer you up just a little.