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Random thoughts on our impending doom and everyday life, courtesy of a Romance Writer who occasionally feels the need to talk like a Sailor.

Sunday 23 June 2013

A smutty snippet from LICK for your Sunday pleasure.




Time for the Sunday snippet. Today I have a wee bit of a sexy time scene for you from LICK, my NA out 1st July. (It's now up for pre-order on Amazon.) If you’re unfamiliar with the storyline, here’s the quickie blurb….

Evelyn Thomas’s plans for celebrating her twenty-first birthday in Vegas were big. Huge. But she sure as hell never meant to wake up on the bathroom floor with a hang-over to rival the black plague, a very attractive half-naked tattooed man beside her, and a diamond on her finger large enough to scare King Kong. Now if she could just remember how it all happened. 


     I felt all lit up inside. Like a potent mix of hormones was racing through me at light speed. His other hand curled around the back of my neck, bringing my mouth to his. Kissing David threw kerosene on the mix within me. He slid his tongue into my mouth to stroke against my own, before teasing over my teeth and lips. I’d never felt anything so fine. Fingers caressed my breast, doing wonderful things and making me gasp. God, the heat of his bare skin. I shuffled forward, seeking more, needing it. His hand left my breast to splay across my back, pressing me against him. He was hard. I could feel him through both layers of denim. The pressure that provided between my legs was heavenly. Amazing.
     “That’s it,” he murmured as I rocked against him, seeking more.

Sunday 16 June 2013

Another Sunday snippet from LICK.



Time for the Sunday snippet. Here’s another bit from LICK, my NA out 1st July. If you’re unfamiliar with the storyline, here’s the quickie blurb….

Evelyn Thomas’s plans for celebrating her twenty-first birthday in Vegas were big. Huge. But she sure as hell never meant to wake up on the bathroom floor with a hang-over to rival the black plague, a very attractive half-naked tattooed man beside her, and a diamond on her finger large enough to scare King Kong. Now if she could just remember how it all happened. 


     “So, come on,” he said softly, taunting me. “What’s the plan here, Ev? How were you going to convince me?”
     “Oh. Well, I was um … I was going to seduce you, I guess. And see what happened. Yeah …”
     “How? By complaining about me buying you stuff?”
     “No. That was just an added bonus. You’re welcome.”
     He licked his lips, but I saw the smile. “Right. Come on then, show me your moves.”
     “My moves?”
     “Your seduction techniques. Come on, time’s a-wasting.” I hesitated and he clicked his tongue, impatient. “I’m only wearing a towel, baby. How hard can this be?”


Sunday 9 June 2013

Weekend Writing Warriors... LICK



Welcome to another Weekend Writing Warriors. Here’s a snippet from LICK, my NA out 1st July, now up for pre-order on Amazon. If you’re unfamiliar with the storyline, here’s the quickie blurb….

Evelyn Thomas’s plans for celebrating her twenty-first birthday in Vegas were big. Huge. But she sure as hell never meant to wake up on the bathroom floor with a hang-over to rival the black plague, a very attractive half-naked tattooed man beside her, and a diamond on her finger large enough to scare King Kong. Now if she could just remember how it all happened.

Now, let it be noted, I have broken the 8 sentences rule because some of these sentences are teeny tiny. Normally I don’t let that throw me into some sort of wild west chaotic state of mind where sentence count no longer matters and anarchy rules. But this brief bit doesn’t work any shorter. (To the powers that be, apologies.) Here is David, our hero, facing off with Mal, the drummer from his band, over the situation regarding his impromptu Vegas wedding. Enjoy.



     “I feel your manpain, bro. Really, I do. I mean, all you wanted was a girl that wouldn’t kiss your ass for once and now you’re pissed at her for the same damn reason. It’s complicated, right?”
     “Fuck you. Leave it alone, Mal. It’s done.” My husband huffed out a breath. “Anyway, she’s the one who wanted the fucking divorce. Why aren’t you giving her the third degree, huh?”
     With a dramatic sigh, Mal flung out his arms. “Because she’s really busy hiding around the corner, listening. I can’t disturb her now.”