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Friday, October 2, 2015

~Our Sexy Date~ #MySexySaturday


Welcome to My Sexy Saturday! This week's theme is Our Sexy Date, and as soon as I saw the theme I thought of one particular scene from my erotic romance, Mimi Mine. When Mason takes too long to ask Mimi out, she takes matters into her own hands and makes a date with a man she's met online.

What's a man to do when the woman he wants goes out on a date with another man? Offer to baby sit her kid and make things as awkward as possible for all involved, of course.


She gave herself the critical eye as she turned this way and that in the full length mirror before discarding her red fuck-me pumps and silver dangle earrings. There was a fine line between Mason thinking she looked sexy and giving Craig the wrong idea.
Only a week ago she would have loved if Craig got the wrong idea. The wrong idea would have been the right idea. Now, thanks to Mason, she was having to shelf her transition guy. Sex for the sake of sex was no longer that appealing. It looked like the celibacy streak was living on.
When she finally emerged from her room she wore her moderately sexy black dress, plain black pumps and conservative silver dewdrop earrings. Her hair fell around her shoulders.
Mason and Zeke were both behind the counter in the kitchen facing her. It was strange having a man in her apartment. The space seemed smaller with him in it. Mason wore her Chef apron and Zeke wore his matching Little Chef apron. Her heart turned over and she suddenly wished she were staying here. What was she doing, going out with another man when the perfect one was in her kitchen right now?
“You look beautiful,” Mason said. His gaze heated her blood as he slowly scanned her from head to toe.
She thought he looked pretty damn good himself. He was wearing a navy blue t-shirt under her apron and it stretched over his chiseled shoulders. He was in really good shape for a man that sat behind a desk all day.
“Craig is going to love you in that dress,” he said pointedly. And there it was, like a glass of cold water thrown in her face. The reason why she was going out with mediocre Craig. Her perfect man was also an idiot. Disappointment spiked through her and she suddenly wished she had worn the fuck-me heels just to spite him.


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Mason Coleman hasn't been living. He’s been existing day to day. Ever since an accident took his family, he’s thrown himself into proving he deserved to survive. Now, ten years later, he’s built a multi-million dollar business, but has nothing to show for his personal life.

He’s ready to feel alive again, and he knows just the woman to help him. Too bad she’s his employee. She also carries secrets that are about to shake everything he thought he knew about women.

Being a single mother has not afforded Mimi Westfall many dating opportunities. In fact, she’s pretty sure Mr. Right took a wrong turn somewhere, and she’s destined to live a life devoted to her showerhead.

When her fantasies about her delectable boss commanding her and putting her over his desk to spank her naughty bottom start happening for real, she’s not sure if she should thank her lucky stars or run for the hills.

Warning: Contains one heroine that loves spanking fiction, a hero with a new found fetish, and two kooky cousins who bring new meaning to bad relations.

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Friday, August 14, 2015

#MySexySaturday





This is my first time joining My Sexy Saturday and if you're looking for my Saturday Spanking post, please click here. I accidentally signed up for both without thinking through the logistics of things. This week's theme is My Sexy Boyfriend. I chose to do seven paragraphs from my new erotic romance, Candi's Debt.


CANDI 

“You’ve come a long way from the guy who thought I was nothing but a troubled girl who needed a spanking.”


“I still think you’re trouble. And you definitely could use a spanking.” His lips are on mine and I can’t think. We shift and he’s over me, pushing my legs open. Easing inside me. And all I can do is feel.


The way he groans into my mouth. The way his chest hair rasps against my breasts. The way my body clenches and trembles under his.


His breath puffs against my ear as he tells me I’m his fucking perfect, naughty princess. I’ve never felt as aware of my body as when he tells me all the things he wants to do to me. All the things he wants me to do to him. I continuously shudder in mini orgasms, all the while he tells me I’m a good girl for coming on daddy’s cock. His voice ragged and sexy as hell.


It’s messed up how much I enjoy him saying these things to me. How much I’m starting to crave him saying them again and again.


The world falls away with him inside me. It’s like that every time we’ve come together. Raw and intense. We only exist for each other in this moment. But this time it’s more. I come gasping for breath and shattering as Hank pulses inside me, growling his orgasm in my ear. I feel my soul tear apart. It splits open wide, exposed and vulnerable.


Then Hank rolls off me only to pull me in tight, wrapping himself around me. “You’re cared about, princess,” he says as he drifts off to sleep. “I won’t let anyone take you from me. You’re mine.”



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 Candi- 

The men in my family are gamblers, cheats, and thieves. They aren’t loyal to anyone but themselves. It’s the Dawson way. My oldest brother was killed for sticking to that tradition.
 
I refuse to let that happen to my little brother. He’s all I have in this world and I’ll do anything to save him.
 
His debts are now mine, and I always pay my debts.
Now if a certain ape leader would get out of my way, things would go much more smoothly.

Hank- 

I swore never to return to Texas. But here I am, wading neck deep into shit creek. I’m not even getting paid for this crap.
 
And Candi? She has more secrets than sense and represents everything I try to avoid. I’m not sure how I got tangled up with her in the first place. I have no business getting involved with a woman like her. She needs to be saved from herself.
 
I don’t have a white knight complex, and this girl needs a savior. I can’t be that guy.