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My Sexy Saturday — My Sexy Day

My newest story for Lelo is based in the evening, but what happens surely makes it a sexy part of the day?! Peggy brings ice cream home for Jake, when she comes home from work…and he makes it very sexy for her…May I offer you a lick of ice cream???

‘Decadent…’ he murmured into her hair.

Peggy nodded, as he kissed her neck and took her hair out of its neat chignon. Her hair tumbled to the middle of her back, and soon was the only thing that covered her. She pushed her hair to the side, as Jake placed a scoop of ice cream on the small of her back. Feeling him lick the red pepper ice cream off of her back was a sweet sensation.

‘Delicious…’ he said.

Licking the ice cream scoop off of her was his favorite thing to do.

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My Sexy Saturday — Our Night of Sexy

In my story “Pleasure in the Unlikeliest Places,” Florentine falls into lust and then love with Jamie. Her feelings are primal as depicted below:

‘You’re so sexy, you are going to get me in trouble…’ he said into her hair.

‘Why?’ she looked up at him, silhouetted by the full moon beyond him.

‘Because you are making it hard for me to be a gentleman Flo…’
No one ever called her Flo. Everyone called her Florentine, and his use of the cute diminutive had always seemed more reason for her to not take him seriously. But, for the first time in her life, she was going to listen to her body and do what her body wanted.

Her body wanted Jamie.

‘I never asked you to be a gentleman…’ she purred against his chest.

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My Sexy Saturday–A Sexy Paranormal Love

I never write paranormal, but there is something a little paranormal about the connection my characters have with music in my story, “Crescendo” featured this week. Here is a sample of the crescendo in my story:

‘May I?’ he offered his right hand.
Regina pressed her hand still damp with red wine, to her chest, and nodded.

Keeping a polite, almost prudish distance from her, Noah put his hand on the small of her back. She looked up into his eyes and saw a playful smile Regina moved in closer, but Noah kept a distance between them. A bit confused, she looked down and then immediately realized why.

She felt a flush of warmth travel the entirety of her body when she realized her being close to him had made him hard, yet the feeling was also a combination of pride and protectiveness of him. She stayed in front of him, and prevented the others from seeing his condition as the crescendo peaked.

You can read my entire story on the Volonté website here. You can read more sexy paranormal stories here.

My Sexy Saturday — Our Sexy Mystery

I am sharing with you this week, something sexy…but not so much of a mystery!!! This is an excerpt of my story, “Tools.”

‘You deserve a lot of things…’ Claude practically whispered.

They looked at each other, and Angelica moved back into the room. Claude followed her, and kicked the door closed behind him.

Angelica groaned when he backed her up against the edge of the bed. She fell onto it, her arms swinging up and pushing her massager further up the bed by the pillow. Claude knelt on the bed to take off his tool belt, before he straddled her.

‘Do you want to play?’ He asked, looking down at her.

You can read the rest of “Tools,” here.

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My Sexy Saturday — My Sexy Shifter

I have never written about a shifter–but this scene in my story “The Lady in Red,” does signify a shift in the action in my protagonist’s trajectory at her partner’s gallery opening…a deprivation of one of her senses to enhance the others…

“But first I have to blindfold you.”“Why?”

“Because I want you to be completely deprived of your senses before you engage with the painting. I want you to devour it.”

“Okay,” she had conceded quietly. “Okay.”

Squeezing her shoulders, he might as well have squeezed her clit. His good looks and quiet intensity filled her with tiny bubbles of excitement as much as the champagne had.

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My Sexy Saturday — While You Were Sexy…

I think suits are sexy–as I have written about here and here. This excerpt from my story, “The Story Begins,” was written for Lelo’s blog Volonté. Here are seven paragraphs that detail things that I find sexy: tuxedos, little black (vintage) dresses and masks…*fans*

The part that was the strangest to her was that she had not seen his eyes. That was uncharted territory for her…

The theme for the cocktail party was masquerade. Odile had one of her many little black dresses, topped with a decadent black mask that she got at a vintage shop. A man wearing a tuxedo without the bowtie, and a gorgeous mask that covered two thirds of his face appeared next to her.

What she saw made her want to see more of him.

They were standing near the bar, where she admired the way the tuxedo accentuated his body. She was surprised that she felt herself get wet, startled because she did not recognize it at first. Not until the first bit of gin filled her chest. His elbow brushed hers, and she felt their contact zing through her entire body. He looked at her briefly, and although her cocktail dress provided more décolletage than she would show during the day, it was not that provocative. But when the masked gentleman looked at her and she saw his eyes linger in the direction of the swell of her bust with her peripheral vision, she felt completely nude.

She carried her gin and tonic with lime to a corner where she planned to play the wallflower she usually was and sip her drink slowly. The masked gentleman cornered her and instead of feeling like prey, she felt herself grow wetter. He had gotten her wet when she did not even know what his eyes looked like. When she did not even know what his face looked like.

He smelled of cigarette smoke and gin. She smiled out of nervousness, but it sufficed for a greeting. His lips moved in what could be construed as a smile, as he took a sip of his drink.

“I want to tell you a story…” (You can read the entire story here)

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masked woman via volonté

New Article "Clementine" and More!

Recently, I have been excited to have new articles on Lelo, Slutist, Kinkly, Romance Beat and my suit fetish guest post for Girl on the Net. With the addition of Bases Loaded–where you can find a sexy excerpt on Lelo’s blog by Oleander Plume!–I added a books page to my blog. I have now added an articles page, where you can find all of my new articles. My newest “Clementine,” is up on the Kinkly website. I expanded this sticky note, and the story wrote itself from there! Here is an excerpt:

Clementine had not even allowed herself to think about him in her most secret thoughts. But three gin cocktails in, she was no longer so controlled. Alex was taken, but she could not resist anymore in her uninhibited state, half lying on a glorious love seat at the vintage bar. She could not resist the idea of parting her knees. In fact she did so, right there. The softness of her own skin-to-skin contact sent prickling waves of excitement to her core.

She got up from the love seat, practically stumbling she was so drunk with imagined desire. Clementine ran her hand over her hip, and let it move up slowly to caress her side breast. Her fingers trickled over to her nipple, and she caressed it just once. To anyone looking, it looked like she was fixing her dress.

“You’re gorgeous,” The man walking toward her a few moments later declared.
Clementine wondered if he saw her touch herself a moment ago, as she looked up from her smartphone and waited for the car she had ordered. She smiled at him softly, as she always did when a man told her she was gorgeous, beautiful, whatever.

“Are you waiting for a car as well?”

He lifted his phone up, and Clementine tilted her head to the side. She shook her head as he showed her the app on his phone which revealed the same driver, and the same car as she expected.

“Yes,” she said, smiling nervously. “Looks like we are waiting for the same one.”

Read the rest here!

photo courtesy of Kinkly

The Story Begins…

I am so happy to have my story “The Story Begins…” published by Volonté, a pleasure project by Lelo. Lelo was at last year’s Eroticon–where all good things happen!!!–which is how I found out about Volonté and got involved. Take a look at my story here!

I love the cover art they selected as well, so very much my style!