Six Sentence Sunday 35

This week I’m back with another bit of Safe Haven. In this excerpt, my heroine Sasha is the one doing the ogling out her window. She’s watching Mason stand at his window and strip, preparatory to the two of them masturbating for each other.

Sasha loved his body. Golden skinned from the sun, she doubted he went to a salon despite the lack of sun in Seattle, his body had muscles that appeared honed from hard work rather than the gym. He was far from perfect but she found his flaws endearing. The ragged scar on his left flank that marred the beauty of his taut buttocks. The rock hard abs that didn’t quite have six pack definition. The thick cock with its definite curve to the right.

Meet Anderson Dornelles. He’s a hottie and about as close to how I envision Mason as I’m probably going to get!

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Six Sentence Sunday 34

This week, I’m giving you a taste of a het WIP, a little something I’ve been working on for EC called Safe Haven. This scene introduces the hero who is watching the heroine using his camera and a long lens.

On the other side of the window stood a woman, backlit by golden lamplight, the walls of the room reflecting it and reflecting off the artwork that hung there.

Sucking in a breath, Mason focused on her with a deft twist of his fingers. Her long ink black curls writhed on her shoulders, alive with energy. Her creamy skin held a slight golden caste that came from the lamp. Breathing in slowly, Mason looked lower and found his heart nearly stopped by the perfection of her tip-tilted breasts with their hard pink nipples. He shuddered as his gaze skimmed down over her tiny waist and flared hips, her long smooth legs, and the dark juncture of her thighs.

I’ll be back next week with another snippet of Mason and the woman who stands naked in front of her windows for him to ogle!

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Six Sentence Sunday 33

This week, another taste of my Christmas WIP Breath of Heaven. My flyboys Sebastian and Ryder have had a shock as tragedy engulfs Ryder’s brother, hockey star Ryan Beckett.

A rush of emotion swept over Ryder and his legs gave out, dropping him to the ground. Caught off balance, Sebastian was pulled with him and the two of them tumbled into the hole Ryder had dug which was fast becoming a mud pit in the downpour. Ryder twisted around, pressing his body against Sebastian’s, ignoring the mud that caked them both.

“Ryan’s loss made me realize what you went through when my plane went down,” he said hoarsely, tears forming in his eyes and trickling out to mingle with the rain on his face.

He dug his fingers into Sebastian’s hard shoulders, holding him tightly with a frantic sense of their mortality fueling his strength and urgency.

I’m over at Castles and Guns today talking about cover art and plot bunnnies and a serious lack of time! Come on over and see the newest Tales cover and let me know what you think of it. And don’t forget to stop by the Six Sentence Sunday site and check out the other writer offerings!

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Six Sentence Sunday 32

This week I’m giving you some WIP love. Breath of Heaven is a Christmas short story and sequel to my Don’t Ask Don’t Tell novella Afterburner (in the MLR Press anthology Honorable Silence.) It’s Christmas and my flyboys Sebastian “Babe” Marchetti and Ryder “Flip” Beckett-Marchetti are more in love than ever. When tragedy strikes their family, the magic of Christmas turns grief and pain into a miracle of life and love.

As Haley snapped on a pair of latex gloves, Ryder spun the chair and wiggled his brows suggestively at Bas. “C’mon, Babe. You know you want the Flying Marchetti tattoo.”

Bas stepped close to his lover, their bodies brushing. “You know what I want and it’s got nothing to do with ink and needles and that damned tattoo my brother is so proud of,” Bas growled, dipping his head a little so that his mouth hovered over Ryder’s.

“Later. I promise you can have that later. After the ink.”

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Six Sentence Sunday 31

This week Aiden and Cade are winding up their Encounter in Blood Play. If you want to find out what happens with this pair, the story was released on Thursday and is less than $2 at Pink Petal Books.

The enjoyment she experienced when drinking from someone paled in comparison to the rapture wrapping itself around her from biting Aiden. Instantly, she wanted him again, the folds of her pussy engorging with blood. His cock still sat deeply within her, his erection still as hard as it had been before his orgasm. She creamed around it, the warm liquid increasing the friction of their small movements as they fell into Quintessence.

Almost absently, Cade retracted her fangs and closed the mark on Aiden’s neck with her lips and tongue. He held her tightly in his arms, his cock moving infinitesimally within her cunt. The hard beats of his heart rumbled against her soft breasts as they lay in a feeding induced haze of contentment.

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