As Valentines Day
is approaching l though it might be nice to write a post about this yearly
tradition and excuse to get closer, for the entire evening, to the one you
love.
If your anything like me you won’t have a lot of spare time,
any free time l get is taken up with promoting (yes l know l should be writing
instead). So romantic or not, Valentines Day gives us the perfect opportunity
to make time for loving.
What puts you in the
mood? For me it’s a wonderful meal, good wine, a deep bubble bath and some
serious lingerie! I cannot stress enough how important underwear is to me, it
has to be sexy, all the time. Lacy, frilly, pretty yes but definitely sexy. He
has to want me there and then when l parade before him in my glossy stockings
and wet look thong and suspender belt with peephole bra! I want his jaw to
drop, l want him to think that he’s the luckiest guy alive. Then l can make him
the luckiest guy alive because that reaction turns me on so much l will do
whatever he wants, twice.
This time of year finds me busy with a new release ‘A Wicked
Game’, a Hotshot in the pipeline ‘A Voyeuristic Lover’ and several half written
anthology submissions lying around all over the place. Let me tell you about ‘A
Wicked game’:
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Synopsis:
A clandestine encounter between lecturers at Keywood upper
college campus is witnessed by second year psychology student Lucinda White.
Determined to make the most of this opportunity Lucinda embarks on a little
blackmail, convincing senior lecturer Mr. Peter Caine that she will keep quiet
about her discovery in exchange for a series of after college tuition.
Peter, bemused and flattered by the attention she pays him
and worried about the power she holds over him, then embarks on a dangerous
liaison with Lucinda. Peter finds himself drawn to the student as she teases
and entices him, playing games with his desire.
As their illicit relationship deepens however, Peter’s long
time girlfriend and fellow lecturer, Miss. Amy Price becomes increasingly
suspicious. Annoyed by the attention her partner is paying to Lucinda, Amy
becomes determined to uncover the truth.
Peter and Amy’s world is turned upside down as Lucinda’s
demands increase in their intensity.
But what does Lucinda really want? Is there more to this
enigmatic girl than meets the eye?
‘A Wicked Game’ is a story of sexual desire and intrigue.
Follow it through its many twists and turns until the story reaches its final
climax.
This book is sexually explicit and intended for adults only.
Excerpt:
Taking the initiative and ignoring
his worried expression, Lucinda walked forward and dropped slowly to her knees
in front of Peter. She looked up into his face and began to caress his thighs
softly, through the thin fabric of his trousers. Peter didn’t stop her. When
her hands fell on his belt buckle and started to remove it, he was incapable of
moving, even the memory of his own name was presenting a problem to him. As she
teased his trousers down towards his knees and stroked his erection through his
boxer shorts, Peter closed his eyes. There was no hiding place now, no
pretence; the throbbing in her hands gave away his desire. He was lost, she had
won. Slowly she moved him towards her waiting mouth.
Peter opened his eyes as she took
him in; he looked down to see her mouth encase him.
“God.” he groaned.
Agonizingly slowly she slid him
back and forth along her tongue, cupping his balls with her left hand and
gripping the base of his cock with her right. Lucinda’s eyes were wide, fixed
on Peter’s face, her soft full lips held him in place, gripping him the way he
loved to be gripped.
“Oh God.” he groaned again.
Lucinda’s tongue flicked over the
head of his cock, tasting the small pearl of fluid that had escaped his eager
body. As she slid her tongue back down he felt it press against the underside
of his shaft and he gripped her head instinctively.
“Yes.” he moaned.
Then she sucked, she lapped, she
slid him in and out of her tight, wet mouth and it was exquisitely unbearable.
Peter tried to steady her head.
He closed his eyes as the mere sight of her was pushing him close to the edge.
He buried his hands deeply under her hair and tried to slow down the passion
that was threatening to erupt too quickly.
Again Lucinda flicked her tongue
and again Peter cried out. She rocked against him faster and his grip on her
scalp deepened.
Then he pushed.
Buy Links:
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