Teaser from Passion's Pride
Book Three of The Passion Series
Coming January 17th, 2015
“I figured you might want something to nibble on, since you fell asleep before I could feed you last night.” I give Ash a wink.
“Sorry about that, I didn’t mean too. But, speaking of things to nibble on, I can think of a few things that just might satisfy my ummm…appetite.” His tongue licks across his bottom pouty lip.
"Yipee." This man deserves a party, and I just so happen to have one going on right here inside my pants. He makes my dick tingle in excitement and twinge at the anticipation, when he does that. He’s always been able to make me go all insta-hard though. I press my palm against the growing bulge in my pants, trying to adjust myself, but not even once will my eyes leave his, not in this deliciously hot stare down.
“Oh geezuz, Ash.” I shift myself, still trying to adjust this growing beastie in my britches.
“Need a little help, Serge?” Ash sits up on the couch, but leans back, tossing the blanket off of him.
No sooner does the blanket leave him then I cry out. “Holy hells bells and hallelujahs.” There, in all his God forsaken majestic beauty, is that hot cock of his, standing at attention. Holeee fuck. I bring my clenched fist to my mouth and gently bite into it to muffle the moan about to pour from me.
“Damn you, you…” I gasp, stopping myself.
“Me?” He curls that tongue over his upper lip.
“Mmmm. You make my mouth water with all kinds of X-rated things to say to you right now, Ash”
“You should share that potty mouth with me.” He takes my hand and pulls my fingers to his lips, sucking one in his mouth..
“Yeah, Ash? You…are quite the naughty, little bad boy today, aren’t you?”
He glides that wet tongue around my finger. Holee fucknstuff. The little party in my pants just switched to a blow out bash in my britches. It's the biggest event of the freaking year.
“I’m waiting.” He has a half, sexy as sin, grin. He sucks hard and the way his mouth tightens over my finger, drawing tight...Damn! I’m not sure I’d make it through one word of triple X-rated words at this point.
“Ash, I’m not sure even you can handle the naughtiness I have in mind."
“Ha. Try me, mon petite voleuse.” Oh snap.
I put my free hand on my hip and tap my foot. “Oh no you didn’t?”
Ash sucks tighter on my finger and nods up and down. "Oh yes, Serge, I definitely did."
I need to make a decision and fast. I can either get some ice for myself, more like a freaking glacier, or give him what I know he secretly wants. He knows when he says that, I lose control, but I also love it. It's out secret code. Ash calls me his little thief, because he says I stole his heart.
He also knows that those three little French words drive me bat shit horny, the way they roll off his tongue and his lips pucker as he pronounces it.
“Oh mercy me, Ash.”I use my hand to fan myself. “Give me your mouth.” I lean down to him, swallowing his mouth in mine, as I take over. His body shakes just from the kiss. I can only imagine how he’ll respond in a few minutes.
Ash wraps his arms around my back and I straighten back up. After running my fingers through his perfectly kept hair, I jerk his head to my crotch, and his warm breath seeps through the fibers as he hungrily bites at me. Mmmm…I guide his head, up and down me, then turn him slightly so his cheek and chin press firmly against the length of my shaft. Tightening my fingers in his hair, I jerk him back, away from me, and force him to look up at me.
I lean down and whisper in his ear, “Stand up.” He slowly stands after I give his hair a tug, encouraging him.
“Serge, mmm…” His hands tighten on my back and I release his hair, bringing my hands to his face.
“That’s right, good boy.” I smile at him, then lean down to give him a quick peck on the lips.
I reach between his legs, wrapping my hand tight around his long and hard dick. He releases his hug on me and his hands now fumble with the button and zipper on mine. After he frees me from the binding, my dick is more than ready. I put my hands on his waist and spin him around, his naked ass now facing me. Ash leans back against me, my cock dangling against his soft skin. Swaying back and forth several times before wrapping my arm under his, pulling his upper body tight to me.
“You like this, don't you baby?” I ask him, teasing my dick against him.
He shakes his head, not saying a word, as I release him, and instead, grip his ass in my palms, spreading him apart.
“I do, yes. It's hot as fuck Serge, so hot when you’re a bossy little bottom."
He pushes back against me and I rest my chin on his shoulder. He tilts his head back, and I swipe my tongue around ear and whisper to him.
“I know, now bend the fuck over.”
Ash lets out a majestic moan. “Oh fuck yes!”
Teaser from Invicta Sanctuary
Somehow, with just one kiss, he plowed right through the thoughts that had me worried sick all evening, and redirected them to one focal point. Him! Slowly, I reach for Toryn's waist with one hand to see if he'll let me closer or slap me down. God, I feel like I'm in high school on my first damn date again-CHILL Mickey, just calm down. He looks down at my hand, then back to me. Without breaking our eye contact, I feel his hand wrap around mine and tighten. Oh thank fuck!
I yank him into me, lowering my head so our mouths meet. Our kisses, so sloppy, and hungry for each other. I press against him, unable to get enough. Running my hand along his waist to his back, I tightening my grip, and spin him around, slamming him against the wall. He lets out a moan. Before I can stop myself, I bury myself inside his mouth, swallowing every bit of that delicious moan. Fucking hell.
Desperate and greedy, our kisses are full of lust and need, like a thirst that can't be quenched. No matter how hard you try, it's sloppy and noisy, which makes it even hotter. Lapping and licking and teasing, neither of us can get enough. Out of breath, he pulls back a little and I refuse. I hold him in a lip-lockdown, there's no way in hell am I letting him escape this soon. I suck his bottom lip into my mouth, teasing it with the tip of my tongue, trying to get another moan to escape from him so I can devour it. When I pull back, he jerks my head right back to him, overtaking me for control. So we're having a battle of the wills here, if we don't take it easy, we're going to hyperventilate.
Teaser for Hope & Love Anthology
Thirty seconds after I close the bedroom door, I take a deep breath, and crank the tunes. It’s not like they’ll notice anyway, they
hardly ever do - unless it’s to complain about something. I guess hearing their tosser son got his ass kicked again at school is enough to bitch about. I’m pretty fed up with it myself, if just one time I could see it coming or if these packrat jocks fought fair, I’d stand a chance, but they don’t. Yet I’m the pussy? Yeah right. Because of me, my parents fight day in and day out. Mom’s always on my side no matter what, but Dad is always against me. He doesn’t even understand why, I heard him tell her that one time, but I know why. It’s the
same reason they fight with me at school. They all sense it, they know I’m different, and it scares the hell out of them. When people don’t understand something, they flip shit and lash out. They prey on you like a wounded animal. Bullies attack like they've been starved for years, and people snicker behind your back, and I get to just pretend like I'm blind and deaf to it all. It's not fucking fair, yet no one does anything about it. Don't they get that I didn't get a choice in any of this? There’s only one thing I have a choice in, and it’ll probably make them happy when it happens. At least, it’ll simplify their lives and that’s why I’ve had this planned out for a while. In one single
click, everything ends for me and for them. This is my choice, Joeys Choice.
Teaser from Invicta Salvation:
My man is one magnetic mother fucker. You would think he was a snake charmer playing the pungi, with the way he draws me straight into his trance. That delicate tongue slithering back and forth over those plump, red lips. Slowly he glosses them in a coat of wet saliva, making them nice and slippery. So fucking inviting. Grinning, he bites down, pulling off an alluring suck, as he draws one side into his mouth, scraping it with his teeth. Lip-tease.
“I have something for you. Give me a second.” He shakes grins and leaves the room.
He walks back in, around the corner, in a blue jockstrap and matching bowtie. Fucking hot as hell in that ass -less get up, been a while since he did a private dance for me though. Hell my dick’s already getting hard. I arch one eyebrow, ready for this show. Standing to the side of the bed his hips start to sway and he trickles that tongue over his top lip this time. So good. I give him a half grin, and run my hand over the bulge that’s forming under the denim of my jeans. Holt’s all muscle to start with, but when he starts with those body rolls, rippling down from his chest to his waist and on to his knees, he nails it every time. He always was the show stealer. Gorgeous, and he rocked out in all the right places, looking like a fuck god on stage, everyone wanted him. I was just determined.