My Sexy Saturday, week 67

Welcome to week 67 of My Sexy Saturday, a blog hop giving writers of erotica an opportunity to share 7 words, 7 sentences, or 7 paragraphs of their work.

Each week is based on a different theme and this week it is 'A Sexy First'.  For my contribution I have decided to share James and India's first time having sex in their new house...

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When she came out a minute later James lost any ability to control himself. He had been expecting something fancy, lace, satin, bows, maybe stockings and heels to finish off the delectable ensemble. He was very wrong though. The third item of lingerie was a sheer long sleeve black babydoll which didn't have straps or lacy cups to hide her boobs, instead it had a single ribbon which tied just below her breasts. Her nipples were easily seen through the sheer fabric, hard and pointy, just calling to be licked, sucked, rubbed, tweaked and squeezed. In comparison to the other two pieces of lingerie it was relatively plain, but bloody hell it got his blood pumping - straight to his cock.

He tore his eyes from the heart attack inducing sight and as he watched India walking toward him he was afraid he might cum before she even reached the bed. Her boobs were jiggling slightly and had a hypnotic effect on him; as if on autopilot he pulled the blankets off him, exposing his cock to his very impressed looking audience of one. It was hard to breathe when India carefully straddled him at the hips and he feared he may pass out from a lack of oxygen. The raging throb in his cock increased as he felt India's pussy graze against the tip of his cock and though it (literally) pained him to do so he stopped himself from pulling her down on him, taking time to kiss the sexy woman perched on his cock.

India moaned against his mouth as they began kissing and he was glad she was as turned on as he was, it would have been a shame if he came after a minute or two and she wasn't even close to reaching her peak. Aware he wouldn't be able to maintain his restraint for much longer James broke off the kiss and pulled her forward, capturing one very hard nipple between his lips. India cried out in anguish as he gently sucked on and then licked her nipple, the layer of sheer fabric between his tongue and her nipple obviously providing a little added friction against her nipple.

The weight of her breast against his mouth had the effect it always did, a wild hunger began rising up inside him. He began to suck her nipple harder and harder, his fingers digging into her hips, his own hips instinctively arching upward, as if his cock was trying to find her wet, tight opening all by itself. He needed her pussy, he needed her wetness, her swollen warmth and it was with a flustered groan he quickly switched nipples, wanting to hold out as long as he could before finally pulling her down around him. He was losing the battle and began pulling at the other nipple while sucking extremely hard on the one in his mouth until – without realising – he was biting it.

India was moaning and crying out in pleasure as he tortured and tormented her nipple and he could feel her body trembling beneath his touch. James managed to remove his hand from India's other nipple and moved it between them so he could undo the bow which held the babydoll together below her breasts. He moved the fabric apart and groaned with delight as he finally felt her bare nipple against his tongue.

At the same time India slid down his cock, her pussy juices coated his hardness and almost instantly the hot, slick wetness caused a deep, almost painful throb in his cock. He tried to keep it at bay but India began moving her hips hard and fast against him and he knew he was fighting a losing battle. He pulled her down tightly at the hips and started to almost growl as he felt his orgasm building. India had already started screaming and in a case of deliciously perfectly timing they came together

Loud groans and screams filled their room as he pulled her down and pushed into her so hard she wasn't able to move her hips. Her pussy was tightly strangling his cock and each tight contraction around him prolonged his orgasm. Wave after wave they rode until finally their orgasms subsided.

My Sexy Saturday, week 66

Welcome to week 66 of My Sexy Saturday, a blog hop which gives writers of erotica a chance to share 7 words, 7 sentences, or 7 paragraphs from a published work or work in progress.  Each week there is a special, sexy theme and this week the theme is 'A Sexy Date Night'.

When looking for a suitable excerpt I realised my characters don't go on nearly enough dates so that is something I plan to rectify in the very near future!

The excerpt I finally decided on is from one of my earliest works and is one that will likely go unread by everyone except my wife!  The couple on a sexy date in this story are Elle and Carter.  Elle is pregnant and they have spent the day at the mall shopping for baby stuff.  They have some time to kill before joining her parents for dinner so decide to go on a spontaneous movie date... giving the pregnant (and very horny) Elle a chance to live out one of her naughtiest fantasies.  Sex in a cinema.

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“You're evil,” Carter's voice came as a flustered whisper. 
 “I have no idea why you would say that, sweet, dear, gorgeous, utterly fuckable fiance of mine...” Elle managed to feign innocence just seconds before squeezing his cock again, causing him to bite back a groan.

 “You do realise we're in public, right?” he asked and Elle nodded, giving him a wry little smile.

“Yes, I realise that we are in public and that my hand is wrapped around your deliciously hard cock,” she replied sweetly, squeezing him even harder which caused him to dig his fingers into the armrests of the cinema seat.
 “Bub, we shouldn't do this,” his voice an odd mix of panic and excitement. She squeezed him again, this time harder.

 “Oh, I know we shouldn't be, but surely you know by now that in my delicate state I am prone to libido swings and you wouldn't want to upset your pregnant fiancée by turning down her sexual advances, would you?” Elle replied in a very serious tone of voice and when he bit her neck in response she knew she had won.

My Sexy Saturday - week 63

Welcome to week 63 of My Sexy Saturday, the blog hop that gives writers an opportunity to share 7 words, sentences, or paragraphs from a published or non-published work, based on a particular theme each week.

The theme for this week is 'Another Sexy Moment', and I have chosen seven sentences from a current untitled WIP.  The WIP centres around a couple (Hannah and Josh) who are reunited after a year apart.  They didn't part on good terms - the opposite really - but the flame between them is still burning extremely brightly, it seems.  This little excerpt is from early on in the story and happens when they are spending their first night together since reconnecting.

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Hannah enjoyed the view as she watched him, his t-shirt fit him perfectly - nice and snug around his arms - his muscles rippling subtly as he moved his arm back and forward. She wanted to bite him. To drag her nails down the soft skin of his back, in stark contrast to the firm muscles beneath. Even after four years she was still in awe of the body she had gotten to know so well.

“I'll meet you in bed,” Hannah told him and left the bathroom, it was the only way she could stop herself from tearing his t-shirt off him - quickly followed by his pants - and impaling herself on his cock.

By the time Josh got to the bedroom she was naked and in bed, feeling extremely nervous at the prospect of spending a night with him after so many nights without him. She shouldn't feel nervous, she knew that, but it was something she couldn't help.

My Sexy Saturday - week 61

Goodness, I am VERY late this week!

For those of you who don't know what My Sexy Saturday is, it is a blog hop which gives writers a chance to share 7 words, sentences or paragraphs from a published work or work in progress, each week based on  a different theme.

This weeks theme is 'Getting Your Sexy On', and while there were a lot of excerpts I could have shared, I chose to share one from an un-named WIP.  The characters from this scene are Amelia and Harrison, who - along with Charlotte and Thomas - are the main characters from the story, which has strong themes of polyamory.

I would love to go into more detail, but in all honesty I'm falling asleep typing this, so I apologise!

I hope you enjoy my seven sentences!

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Harrison stilled and looked down at her. Neither of them were blinking and both were holding their breath. There was an amazing intensity in the eye contact between them which made Amelia feel as if she was giving herself to him. The moment was both extremely emotionally and sexually charged. 

They weren't about to have sex for the first time – they were about to make love for the first time.

Harrison dipped his head down and kissed Amelia softly, the moment their lips made contact he began to move slowly against her, both of them moaning quietly as he slid back inside her for the first time. Amelia felt overwhelmed to finally have him inside her.

My Sexy Saturday, week 60

After taking a few weeks off (okay... forgetting to sign up!) I am back with another My Sexy Saturday post!  For those of you who don't know, My Sexy Saturday is a bloghop which gives writers an opportunity to share 7 words, sentences or paragraphs based on a specific theme each week.

This weeks theme is 'Our Sexy Romance', and the excerpt I am sharing is from one of my (many) unnamed WIP.  It features Jenna and Lucas who are (in this excerpt) on their annual New Years getaway.  Jenna has recently found out she is pregnant and this has caused her and Lucas to re-evaluate their lives and their relationship... including their ideas about marriage.  Well, for Lucas anyway.

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“I love you,” Lucas whispered, smiling softly at Jenna.

“I love you too,” Jenna replied contently.

“I know things have been hard for us at times, but I think the fact we are both sitting here like this tonight shows how strong we are and how strong our love is,” Lucas told her, his voice surprisingly full of conviction and emotion.

“Things have been amazing and things have been hard... but we've always had our love and I think that is what has gotten us through,” Jenna agreed, wondering what had caused Lucas to open up in such a way.

“All I know is that I want to spend the rest of my life with you, raising our children, enjoying our grandchildren and our great grandchildren... and I would really love if you would marry me,” Lucas announced and moved his hands out from underneath the blanket that was over them.

In his hands was a red ring case which he opened and presented her with. Inside was a gorgeous ring – the type she had always dreamed of – three perfect round diamonds set in a plain white gold band; it was beautiful and she probably couldn't have picked a more perfect ring herself.

My Sexy Saturday, week 54

The weeks are just going faster and faster!  Another Saturday is upon us (well, it's Sunday in my part of the world), and that means one thing.  It's time for My Sexy Saturday!  For those of you who have no idea what My Sexy Saturday is, it is a chance for writers of erotica to share 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs of their work, based on a different theme each week.

This weeks theme, for example, is 'Do You Think I'm Sexy', and I have decided to go with 7 sentences from the very first story I wrote... a story that will never be published, but one that I love all the same!

In this scene Victoria's injured boyfriend is treated to some very special one-on-one nursing care, by his own very sexy, very naughty nurse... (I may post this scene in its entirety on my blog later today, so keep an eye out!)

When Jake's shoulder started to hurt again Victoria insisted he stay on the couch while she went to get his painkillers for him. A couple of minutes later he heard the bathroom door closing and could hear her walking down the hall toward the lounge, but when she came through the doorway Jake was very unprepared for what he saw. Gone were her t-shirt and jeans, replaced by a red and white corset with the tell-tale red cross embroidered in the middle of it, a pair of white stockings, the outfit finished off with a pair of very high, very shiny, very slutty red patent heels.

“Jesus christ...” Jake uttered, finding it impossible to close his mouth as Victoria approached. He gulped nervously. He really had not been prepared to see her like that!

“Here is your medication, Mr Carter,” Victoria said handing him his painkillers, before turning around and bending over to pick up his drink bottle, making him very aware of her pantiless state.

My Sexy Saturday, week 53

Saturday is upon us again, which means it is time for another My Sexy Saturday!  If you aren't familiar with My Sexy Saturday, it is a chance for writers to share 7 words, 7 sentences, or 7 paragraphs of their writing, based on a particular theme each week.

This week the theme is 'Our Sexy Love', and I have chosen an excerpt from an untitled WIP, focusing on a polyamorous foursome.  This scene happens after Amelia's new love interest, Harrison, has been punched by her ex-boyfriend.  They have been taking their time getting to know each other, and haven't even kissed yet, but the tension growing between them is overwhelming, to say the least.

“Can I do anything?” Amelia asked quietly.

“You are already making it feel better,” Harrison whispered, he knew it was probably a cheesy comment, but the words were out before he could stop them.

Amelia cupped his face with both hands and before he realised what was happening she leaned in and lightly kissed just beneath his eye. She repeated the action, this time kissing the edge of the bruising on the outer corner of his eye, and then again just above his eye. When she moved to kiss his cheek again, Harrison tilted his head up and rather than feeling her lips against his cheek, they brushed almost imperceptably against his lips. Their eyes connected and Harrison swallowed nervously, awaiting her next move, hoping like hell she wouldn't climb off his lap and leave. He was terrified he had read the situation wrong and had crossed the line.

My Sexy Saturday, week 50

Another Saturday has rolled around, meaning it is time for the next installation of My Sexy Saturday!  For those of you who aren't familiar with it, My Sexy Saturday is a blog hop which provides writers a chance to share 7 word, sentences or paragraphs, from a published work or a work in progress.  Each week is based on a different theme, and this week the theme is 'Make Sexy'.

For this week I have tried to focus on the fact that 'make sexy' doesn't necessarily mean the physical act of having sex.  Words and emotions can be sexy, they can make you feel sexy, they can make you feel like a prince/princess, they can make you feel safe and secure, they can make you feel like the two of you are the only people in the world...

My excerpt is from a WIP which follows two very different people - Eva and Ethan - as they fall in love, but also heal from past hurts.  Eva teaches Ethan he can stand on his own two feet, Ethan teaches Eva that she is more than worthy of the type of love that she has only ever read about in cheesy romance books.

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“You, Eva-slash-Evangeline, are amazing... I knew it the moment I met you, but after hearing all of that I have to admit I am blown away. It takes a strong person to start over from scratch, and an even stronger person to not let the past determine who they become, in a negative way,” Ethan said, stroking her cheek and gazing deeply into her eyes.

“I did what I had to do, but thank you, it's nice to hear someone say something like that,” Eva replied.

“Well I mean every word of it,” Ethan promised.

Deciding it was time for the seriousness to be over, Eva leaned in and kissed Ethan again. The kiss was slow and deep, and while their lips moved together Eva let her hands roam Ethan's body, loving the feel of his muscles beneath her hands. Ethan's hands went on a little exploration of their own, and although neither of them touched any of each others so called 'hot zones', it was one of the most intimate, arousing kissing sessions of her life.

My Sexy Saturday, week 49

Welcome back for another My Sexy Saturday!

If you aren't familiar with My Sexy Saturday, it is a blog hop which gives writers the chance to share 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from a published work, or a work in progress, based on a specific sexy theme each week.

The theme for week 49 is 'One Sexy Lady', and my 'sexy 7' are from a WIP which I have used a few times now for this blog hop.

The sexy lady in question is the beautiful Jenna.  Her and her partner, Lucas, experienced the loss of their baby girl 14 weeks into pregnancy, a couple of weeks after Jenna lost both of her parents in a tragic car accident (which her sister blamed her for).  As the story develops we get to see Jenna developing, becoming stronger, becoming happier, we get to see her healing, we get to see her overcoming what life has thrown at her, we get to see her relationship with Lucas go from strength to strength.

In my sexy 7 for this week, Jenna is pregnant again, her and Lucas have bought a house and are days away from getting married.  Life is wonderful, but as you can see in the following excerpt, being happy in her life has the potential to make Jenna miss her precious Sasha and her parents even more.

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“I'm sorry darling, this must be such a bittersweet time for you,” Josephine said and Jenna nodded, her lip trembling.

“It's... it's so hard to... I just... my parents should be here...” Jenna sobbed.

“My mum wasn't around when I was pregnant, or when I got married, so I understand what it is you are going through,” Josephine reassured her. “And you are allowed to be upset about it,” she added, wrapping her arms tightly around her grandsons wife-to-be.

“I feel lucky to have you, to have India, even my sister now that we are talking, but... I just miss them Josie, I miss them so damn much,” Jenna cried, trying to compose herself, but failing.

For the next twenty minutes Jenna cried in  Josephine's arms and missed her parents more than she had missed them in a long time. She wished she could be sharing her baby moving with them, she wished they could be getting excited about her wedding with her, instead she was trying to ignore the fact it was almost five years since they had died.

My Sexy Saturday, week 48

It's that time of the week again - My Sexy Saturday time!

My sexy Saturday is a blog hop which gives writers a chance to share 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from a published work or a work in progress, based on different sexy theme each week.  

This week's theme is 'Our Sexy Delight'.  My excerpt is from an untitled WIP, which revolves around a polyamorous foursome... which is turned into a threesome when Amelia learns Daniel has been cheating on her.  There is of course a lot more to the story!

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When she got into hers and Thomas's bedroom Charlotte changed Emily's nappy and then carried her over to the chair she used for nursing. She undid the clip on her maternity bra and held Emily to her breast, letting out a loud sigh when the baby latched onto her nipple. The day had been so draining and even though it wasn't her who had had her heart torn out and ripped into shreds, she felt the strongest urge to cry. She had never seen Amelia so distraught or miserable and hated that it was one of the people who supposedly loved her unconditionally that had put her in that state. Charlotte began to focus on Emily, because no matter how down she was feeling, the precious little girl that had entered their lives six months earlier had the magical ability to cheer her up.

After a couple of minutes of intense eye contact between mother and daughter, Emily's eyes started to flicker and eventually snapped shut. Charlotte smiled down at the sleeping bundle in her arms and when Thomas walked into the room a moment later he crouched down beside her and kissed Emily on the forehead.

“Want me to put her in her cot?” Thomas whispered and Charlotte nodded, then slipped her nipple from Emily's mouth and raised her up so she could kiss her on the cheek.

“Goodnight princess,” Charlotte whispered as she carefully transferred Emily into Thomas's arm and then re-fastened the cup of her nursing bra before getting up out of the chair.

Charlotte smiled as she watched Thomas holding Emily, she loved that whenever he was the one placing her in her bassinet or cot he always stood holding her for a couple of minutes, looking down at her with a sense of wonder on his face. It had the same effect on her as feeding Emily did, only it was both of them she fell a little more in love with as she watched his nightly ritual. When Emily was eventually in her cot they walked from the room hand in hand and went back downstairs to the lounge. Remembering Daniel's key was in her pocket Charlotte went into the kitchen and put it on the key holder which was on the wall inside the pantry. She let out a loud sigh as she walked back through the kitchen and into the lounge.

As she went to sit beside him Thomas held out his arms and rather than sitting beside him on the couch, Charlotte straddled his lap and then put her arms around his neck and leaned into his chest. Thomas moved his arms around her and began to rub her back, something which always had a calming effect on her. He knew her so well. After a few minutes Charlotte moved back from his chest and looked him in the eyes.

“I love you,” Charlotte told him before cupping his face in her hands and kissing him. She had never felt more grateful to have found such a wonderful man to share her life with.

“I love you too,” Thomas replied and this time it was him that cupped her face before brushing his lips against hers.

“I am scared for Amelia,” Charlotte admitted and Thomas stroked her cheek softly.

“I am too... but she will be okay,” Thomas promised as he trailed his fingers down her cheek, over her jaw, down her neck and then inward, settling at the top of her cleavage.

When he leaned in to kiss her neck Charlotte could feel a familiar hardness developing in his pants, a hardness which continued to develop as he brushed his lips softly against the crook of her neck. Thomas had always had the ability to know exactly what she needed, and clearly he knew that in that moment she needed to feel comforted, but needed intimacy at the same time. He knew she needed to have her mind taken of what had happened with Amelia... and he knew a mind numbing orgasm was the best way to do that.

My Sexy Saturday, week 46

Another 'My Sexy Saturday' is upon us!  For those of you who don't know, My Sexy Saturday is a fun way for writers to showcase their writing.   Each week writers post 7 words, sentences or paragraphs, on a specific (sexy!) theme.  The excerpt can be from a published work, or a work in progress.

This week's theme is 'A Sexy Afternoon', and is pretty straightforward!  For my contribution this week, I have chosen to share an excerpt from 'Georgia: Exposed', the lastest story in my 'Georgia & Zoe' series.


The 'Georgia & Zoe' series is about two women who unexpectedly fall in love, and chronicles their life together.  So far there are five books in the series, and I am about to start working on the sixth book.  The books are all free for download on Smashwords.

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Georgia watched as Zoe unlocked and pushed the front door open, giggling as she watched her pull her top off before she was even inside properly. Georgia walked quickly up the path, by the time she had entered the house Zoe was already upstairs and Georgia could hear the water running in the bathroom. Deciding that composure was overrated Georgia walked over to the MP3 player which was hooked up to speakers and turned it on. Loud. She then began to run as well, taking the stairs two at a time to reach the second floor in record time.

In the bathroom Georgia found her sexy girlfriend in a very naked state. With a sudden intense need to feel her naked body pressed against Zoe's, Georgia speedily discarded her clothes and then looked at Zoe hungrily. She wanted all of her, she wanted to make her scream and writhe around, to tease her until she was begging to be taken. Knowing she couldn't wait until the bath was ready Georgia quickly stalked over to where Zoe was standing by the vanity unit and pressed her up against it. Rather than kissing her, Georgia moved both of her hands to Zoe's boobs and lightly squeezed both of her nipples.

“Get on the vanity...” Georgia ordered, her tone soft but commanding.

Zoe quickly lifted herself onto the vanity unit and Georgia took absolutely no time in spreading her girlfriend's legs open, crouching down and then burying her face in the heavenly wetness that was Zoe's pussy. Zoe moaned loudly and gripped on to Georgia's hair as she made the first lap with her tongue, groaning in delight as she concentrated on the taste of Zoe against her tongue. She had eaten her girlfriend more times than she could count, there was hardly a day that had passed over the past two months without Georgia's tongue dipping inside Zoe's hole, but the taste of Zoe was something that Georgia never got used to. Each taste of her girlfriend's sopping pussy was just as spectacular as the time before.

When Georgia pressed the tip of her tongue inside Zoe's pussy she realised just how ravenous she was for her girlfriend and knew she had to make a decision very quickly. She could either make Zoe cum on the vanity unit, or she could stop and they could get into the bath so they could follow through with their initial plan. Zoe's loud moans were very hard to ignore and Georgia wondered how she could even think of breaking the tongue-pussy contact for a second, not when she had worked Zoe into such a hot, wet mess. Moving her hands under Zoe's thighs, Georgia put her hands on Zoe's hips and pulled her more tightly against her mouth, her own groans of pleasure coming just as close together as Zoe's were.

Zoe wasn't the only one who was saturated, and when Georgia felt moisture on the very tops of her thighs she decided it was only right for both of them to cum. Georgia moved back from Zoe and helped her off the vanity unit and they walked toward the bath, a heated look passing between the two women as Zoe turned the taps off and they both picked up a vibrator from the stool beside the large avocado-shaped bath. Georgia could hear Zoe whimpering as they lowered themselves into the bath and the moment they were positioned perfectly with their legs invitingly spread, there was only one thing left to do.

Georgia giggled quietly when she pressed the button on the vibrator she was holding and it began to make a familiar buzzing sound. As she moved her vibrator down between her legs, Georgia's eyes were glued to Zoe who was squeezing one of her nipples between her fingers while moving her vibrator down between her legs. When Zoe started to run the tip of the vibrator up and down her slit Georgia felt her own pussy clenching tightly, and she knew it wasn't entirely because she had entered the top inch of the vibrator inside her hole. She had watched Zoe masturbating before, but she had never seen her on display like that in the bath.

My Sexy Saturday, week 44

I am very excited to say that after a little break, My Sexy Saturday is back!

For those of you who are unfamiliar with My Sexy Saturday, it is a chance for published and unpublished writers to share 7 words, sentences or paragraphs from one of their works, based on a different theme each week.

This week the theme is 'Sexy Once Again', and I have chosen to share 7 paragraphs from one of my (many!) un-named, un-finished works.

In the lead up to this little excerpt, Jane and Beau are lying in bed together, naked... Jane is heavily pregnant and has been on bedrest for five weeks.  To say she is a little sexually frustrated is putting it mildly!

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“You're a tease,” Jane sighed and Beau smirked at her.

“You do realise that you're thirty seven weeks now, which means bedrest and pelvic rest are both officially over,” Beau reminded her. Jane frowned.

“You do remember I'm thirty seven weeks now and that I resemble a beached whale,” Jane said sarcastically. Beau shook his head and brushed a stray hair away from her face.

“You are thirty seven weeks, you look beautiful, I absolutely adore your belly and think you look stunning,” Beau corrected her. Jane smiled sadly at him.

“I know I've been complaining about the lack of sex, but... I don't even know if I can find a position to have sex in now,” Jane informed him. Beau kissed her softly.

“We will find a position that works then. If sex isn't going to work, then I always have a tongue I can use,” Beau replied with a cheeky wink.

“Yeah, well, I'm not going on top, I will repulse you,” Jane declared sadly.

“You won't, but if that is how you feel then I'm not going to make you,” Beau replied grazing his fingertips back and forward over the top of her thigh.

Beau moved in as close as her belly would allow and then started slowly kissing his way up her neck and along her jaw, finally reaching her lips. Jane moaned quietly against his mouth as their lips brushed together and he felt the first touch of her tongue against his. Beau brushed against one of her nipples with the back of his hand and was immediately rewarded with a loud moan as Jane arched back and looked at him pleadingly.

“Beau. I need you NOW,” Jane begged. He hadn't expected it to happen so quickly but was ready for her. He had been for the past five weeks.

“Roll onto your other side,” he whispered, smiling as he watched her roll away from him, the task taking a little more time and effort than it had a few weeks earlier.

Beau pressed up against her back and carefully helped her move her top leg so it was resting on his. He peppered small kisses on the top of her back as he lined himself up with her hole. The tip of his cock nudged against her pussy and he groaned as he felt how wet she was. He had wanted to take things slowly but upon feeling her wet heat, realised that it was going to take a LOT of self-control on his behalf. Beau put a hand on her hip and very slowly pressed inside her, surprised by the way she pushed back against him and let out a loud cry. Jane put her hand on top of his and they linked fingers. He started to hit deeper Jane began squeezing his hand tightly, her pussy was getting noticeably tighter and wetter and as she started to cry out even louder he could feel her body starting to tense up against him.

Beau concentrated on keeping his movements deep rather than fast and as Jane started shrieking he began to move deeper and slightly faster. He would have loved the sex to last for hours, but he was realistic... it had been over five weeks since they had last had sex together, and they each needed it as badly as the other. Jane began to tremble against him, the trembling quickly progressed to shaking and he only managed to hold her on the crest for a few seconds before she came loudly, her cry so intense it was almost a growl.

Her pussy tightly gripped his cock, the strong contractions milking him, pushing him closer and closer to the brink. A few deep, hard thrusts were all it took and he came undone, his orgasm hitting with a gutteral roar. They had both come down from their orgasms he put his arm over her and started to rub her belly while she tried to catch her breath. When she slowly rolled over and their eyes met Jane grinned at him then leaned forward and kissed him.

“Thank you...” Jane said with a grin.

“That felt... OH MY GOD... you felt amazing,” Beau exclaimed and Jane shrugged.

“Things have felt VERY swollen down there the past couple of weeks,” Jane commented.

“Joys of pregnancy huh,” Beau winked and Jane rolled her eyes.

“Don't get me started... Ryan seems to think that it's really fun to headbutt my cervix today. Do you have any idea how uncomfortable that is?” Jane asked and Beau chuckled.

“No I do not know what that feels like, but I promise you that when he comes out I will tell him off,” Beau joked and Jane giggled.

“I love you,” Jane said and kissed him.

“I love you too,” Beau replied and smiled at her as he rubbed her belly.

My Sexy Saturday, week 41

Welcome to week 41 of  the 'My Sexy Saturday' blog hop!  For those of you who don't know what 'My Sexy Saturday' is, it is a chance for writers to share 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs of a published work, or a work in progress, based on a different sexy theme each week.

This week the theme is 'My Sexy Rebellion', and my excerpt revolves around India, 'rebelling' by standing up for herself against her family.

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James hadn't expected Holly to cry when he said he wasn't going to be staying there that night, but he promised to come back with a special treat for her and that seemed to stop the tears. The trip to the city seemed to take longer than usual but in reality it hadn't been... he just badly needed to be with India and that seemed to make the time drag. As he drove down the now familiar street that India's house was on, he realised that he had no idea what he was going to say to her family, he also had no idea what type of reception he could expect. When he parked outside India's house he took a few deep breaths before getting out of his car and walking up the front path. Stopping when he got to the front door, he took another few breaths and then knocked. India opened the door almost immediately and when she saw him she threw herself into his arms.

“I'm so glad you're here,” India said and he quickly realised she was crying.

“I couldn't not come,” James told her and held her tightly while she cried, her tears making one patch of the shoulder of his shirt damp.

“I can't be here,” India whispered and looked at him miserably.

“You want to go to my house for the night?” James asked and India nodded then shook her head.

“Yes... tonight... but... is it still okay if I spend Christmas with you?” India whispered and James nodded.

“Of course it is... Lily told me before I left that if you wanted to come back with me that's fine,” James reassured her.

“I think I'm being unreasonable and maybe a little selfish, but I cannot handle spending Christmas watching THAT woman being all affectionate with my dad... and my sister is already bitching at me about the state of my house, the state of my diet, and the state of my life in general,” India whispered, and he could tell how emotionally drained she was.

“You want me to come in when you tell them, or shall I stay out here?” James asked.

“Come with me... please...” India begged and he nodded.

“Let;s do it... then you can pack and we can escape to my house,” James suggested and India nodded in agreement, before leading him inside. James felt uncomfortable when they went into the lounge and everyone stared at him. He squeezed India's hand and smiled encouraginginly at her.

“Um you guys, change of plans. I am not going to be spending Christmas here. I am not comfortable having the woman who is trying to take mum's place spending what used to be such a special time of the year with us,” India started, before turning to her sister. “Crystal, I feel like I'm constantly being judged when you are here and I know now that I don't have to put up with it, especially not in my own house. I know that my life is different from yours but I am happy and I happen to love my life... I will not have you telling me my house is a mess and that I'm fat and unhealthy. I may be all of those things compared to you, but really I'm a normal person,” she said, her voice shaking. India turned to her dad and continued, “Dad, I love you but I don't want to spend time with you with Clare around, it was just rude of you to bring her for Christmas and I guess it's my fault for not saying no when I really wanted to, but that's not the point,” she said emotionally. “I am sorry you've all come all this way to spend Christmas here but it's not going to happen. Clare's parents are here and I know we were all invited to their house so you might as well go there. I am sorry, I know you will all hate me for this, but I need to put myself first for once. I am going with James and don't plan on coming back for a few days. Maybe we can try again next year,” India finished, sounding more confident than she probably felt.

“What the hell, India?” Crystal exclaimed, and India shook her head.

“No, I'm not explaining myself. I am going to pack my bag then I am going with James. You guys can stay here tonight, but I won't be here,” India said calmly.

“You're not even going to introduce us to the man who has ruined our family Christmas?” her Dad asked and India laughed in a way that James could only describe as evil.

“That would be you dad, that would be you,” India retorted. “Everyone, James... James, everyone,” she muttered, getting the official introductions out of the way. India's sister stood up.

“We don't have to put up with this... I hope your Christmas is shitty and your life is the same... Come on Jake, we'll go and check into a hotel,” Crystal said and her husband stood up then followed her down the hall toward the bedroom they were obviously sleeping in.

India led James down to her bedroom and then collapsed on the bed and started crying. James held her and stroked her back while she cried all the tears that needed to be released, afterward she looked up at him and smiled sadly.

“I can't believe I basically just told my family to fuck off,” India sighed.

“I think you did what you needed to do... and you were right when you said you need to put yourself first... you DO, and you just did. I know it won't mean a lot, but I'm proud of you,” James told her soothingly.

“I don't know if it's a bad or a good thing that I don't feel guilty about it,” India commented and James kissed her on the forehead.

“I think that is all the proof you need that you did the right thing,” James suggested and India nodded.

“Perhaps,” she replied and cuddled up to him.

“Come on... let's get your stuff packed and we can go back to my house or straight out to the beach, whichever you prefer,” James said and India smiled at him.

“Do you think your family will mind if we head back there tonight?” India asked. “I just want to get away from here... my house, this city,” she added.

“I will text Lily and let her know incase they are planning on some pre-Christmas public living space sex,” James joked, knowing that in her 'condition' there was going to be no way Lily was going to be doing THAT, but still they weren't expecting him back so it was the polite thing to do.

While India packed her bag James texted Lily saying 'More drama going on than I realised, is it okay with you if me AND India come back tonight?' and Lily replied a few minutes later saying 'That is fine, is she staying for Christmas?'. James replied, 'Yea for Christmas if that is okay' and when Lily replied a couple of minutes later saying 'Yay, I can't wait to meet the woman who has made you so happy!' he showed India the text and she smiled at him.

“Your family has already been nicer to me than mine this Christmas,” India mused and James smiled at her.

“My family hasn't had their lives turned on their heads this year though,” James reminded her and India sighed.
“I guess so...” India agreed and when they heard the front door slamming she sighed again. “I presume that's my family clearing out,” she commented and James took her in his arms and held her.

“We can deal with your family later, but how about for now we try and concentrate on having a good Christmas and a nice week away together,” James suggested.

“That sounds perfect,” India replied and reached up on her tip toes so she could kiss him.

My Sexy Saturday, week 40

Time for another My Sexy Saturday!  My Sexy Saturday is a blog hop, which gives writers a chance to share 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs of their work, based on a particular theme, which changes each week.

This week the theme is 'Having No Sexy', what is happening when the characters AREN'T having sex, or feeling sexy, for whatever reason.  

My excerpt this week follows Beau and Leah, who have just come home from the hospital after a scare involving Leah's girlfriend and Beau's lover, Jane.

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Beau could tell by the movement of her chest and belly that she was crying and lay on the bed beside her. He removed the pillow from her face and held out his arms to her.

Leah moved into his arms and buried her face in his chest, and finally let herself cry properly. Beau didn't say a word, just held her and stroked her back while she sobbed uncontrollably. Eventually the sobbing stopped and Leah looked up at him, her eyes were red and puffy, her face was streaked with tears and she looked devastated. Beau's heart was breaking just looking at her, so he did the only thing he could and gently kissed her. Leah sighed quietly against his mouth as their lips gently brushed together in what was a very soft kiss, which Beau would hope convey to Leah that he cared deeply for her and wasn't going anywhere.

My Sexy Saturday, week 39

My Sexy Saturday is upon us again!  For those of you who are unfamiliar with 'My Sexy Saturday', it is a blog hop, which gives writers a chance to post 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs of their work (published, or still in progress) to share.  Each week there is a very sexy theme - as the name suggests - and this week the theme is 'Bump N Sexy'... which basically means the fast and furious sex that characters sometimes just need...

For my My Sexy Saturday this week, the excerpt came to mind straight away, an excerpt I call 'horny baking'.  I don't think I haven't posted anything from this story before, but plan to post a couple of key excerpts in the near future, so I won't give too much away here!

This story is about two women (Jane and Leah) who are in love (yes, a common theme in my stories), they meet a guy (Asher), have one night of threesome fun, but then proceed to become very good friends... with certain benefits.  Later, Asher makes the women a very kind, amazing offer, which they accept (as you will be able to tell from the excerpt, he offers to act as their sperm donor).  A polyamorous relationship with Asher is never on the cards, but the three do have an amazing relationship as friends.

Without ruining more plot, Asher meets his soulmate and the sex between him, Jane and Leah stops.  The women eventually strike up a similar friendship with Beau, and I guess you could say that Beau picks up where Asher left off.

In this particular scene, Beau has just brought Leah home, after what was a VERY drunken New Years Eve for the two of them.  Jane had insisted the two go out for the night, because all she was up to was sleeping, because of her pregnancy, and she didn't want to ruin the night for Leah.  When Beau gets Leah back to the house she shares with Jane, he finds a VERY sexually frustrated Jane...

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The moment Beau stepped inside, he was aware of the smell of fresh baking, and his stomach started to growl. Jane had obviously been baking and he wondered what the chances were of him stealing a cookie or two to take home with him. Beau walked Leah through to the lounge and lay her down on the couch, as Jane walked through from the bedroom with Leah's pillow and the duvet off their bed, and after putting the pillow under Leah's head and throwing the duvet over her, she walked back to the kitchen. Beau followed her through so he could thank her for the loan of Leah for the night, and was surprised by the dozens of cookies which were covering almost every free bit of counter space.

“Wow, you got your bake on, huh!” Beau exclaimed, surprised when Jane turned and scowled at him.

“Well. When your girlfriend is away for the night, and your friend with benefits is gallivanting over in New Zealand, you get frustrated from the god damn lack of sex!” Jane almost yelled then, picking up the rolling pin next to her, started to bang it on the block of chocolate in front of her.

“I'm sure Leah will make up for it later,” Beau said, trying not to laugh. Jane started banging the chocolate harder.

“Later isn't any use to me when I wake up as horny as fuck, Beau! There are only so many times you can masturbate before it gets boring!” Jane yelled this time.

“Sorry I asked,” Beau said, realising just how frustrated Jane was feeling. A little part of him felt guilty for enjoying the sight though. Jane was in a flimsy robe and as she was smashing the chocolate, her boobs were jiggling all over the place and it was hard to try to keep his thoughts pure.

He heard Jane let out a big sigh and looked up as she started to explain, “It's not your fault. I'm sorry. I just... It's been 20 hours since I last had sex, I had dirty dream after dirty dream last night, my arm is sore from having sex with myself, giving myself an orgasm just isn't the same, the fucking batteries ran out in my favourite vibrator and GOD DAMMIT I NEED SOME POU...” Jane ranted, unable to finish her sentence, because Beau pressed her against the wall and kissed her. She looked hungrily at him when he broke off the kiss. “Pounding. I need some pounding,” Jane finally finished, pleadingly. Beau pressed against her and cupped her face with his hands.

“I can give you pounding...” Beau said quietly and Jane gulped loudly then wrapped her arms around his neck and started to kiss him, with more hunger than he had EVER experienced in one kiss.

Beau moved his hands down to the belt of Jane's robe and undid it, then pushed his trackies and boxers down. Jane jumped and he caught her as she wrapped her legs around his waist, then without wasting a second, Beau lined himself up and pulled Jane down on top of him. Knowing how frustrated Jane was feeling, and her intense need for pounding, from the very start Beau moved hard and deep inside her. Jane let out a loud cry as he entered her and the cries never ceased as he slammed against her, making sure all his body weight was behind each and every stroke of his cock. Her pussy was extremely swollen and the friction that caused made the sex feel divine. So much so that he was finding it hard to control his own responses. Jane so clearly NEEEEEEEDED an epic release and he didn't want to cum before her, in case that ruined her orgasm!

Beau didn't have to worry though, because after a couple more minutes of slamming, Jane started to shriek and her pussy started to squeeze his cock with an iron grip. When she began panting, Beau made an effort to slam harder against her, loving the noises she was making, and the way her body was responding. When she started to shriek loudly, Beau made a final effort and slammed as hard as he possibly could, until he felt Jane convulsing against him as her orgasm hit and she let out a scream that was closer to a roar. Beau kept slamming against her, feeling the pressure in his cock building and building, until with a grrrowl, he came as well, pushing into her with every ounce of his body weight. They slid down to the floor and Jane giggled for the best part of a minute. Beau looked at her, amused, sensing that the giggling was another type of release for her. When she finally stopped, she looked at him and bit her lip.

“Um. Thanks...” Jane said, going red.

“Well, Asher asked me to take care of you while he was away, I think this falls under the category of 'taking care of',” Beau said and winked at her.

“God I needed that,” Jane exclaimed.

“I could sense that,” Beau replied and she went red again.

“I'm sorry I was so... Well. You know... It's just... This pregnancy has turned me into a sex crazed maniac. I want sex all day, everyday, and even 100 orgasms probably wouldn't be enough to satiate me,” Jane admitted.

“You officially know what it's like to be a man now,” Beau joked and Jane laughed.

“I haven't told Leah JUST how needy I am, we're already having sex three times during the night, and I have a feeling I'm wearing her out,” Jane confessed.

“I hardly think she'd be complaining,” Beau replied. Jane shrugged.

“I dunno, the other night, for the first time EVER, she told me she was too tired for sex,” Jane told him. “I know it wasn't an excuse, and that she was purely too tired... And I hate that I've worn her out to that extent!” Jane sighed.

“Embrace it, that's what I say. Think of it as a bonding experience of sorts,” Beau suggested and Jane smiled at him.

“More than just a hot bod aren't you,” Jane teased and stood up. “Water?” she asked and Beau nodded.

“Certainly doesn't have anything to do with me loving the thought of you two having hot hot HOT sex every single night,” Beau said innocently and let out a gasp of surprise when Jane squirted him with her water bottle.

“Typical male!” Jane exclaimed and he jumped up.

“Do that again, I dare you,” Beau challenged, and was surprised when she did just that.

Without a thought, Beau put his hand into the bag of flour and threw a handful of flour at Jane. Jane squealed and reached for the baking powder, picking it up and throwing it at him. Before the baking powder dust had even settled, Beau had picked up the sugar and threw two handfuls at her.

“You are in so much trouble!” Jane yelled and threw a lemon at him.

“You are the one in trouble!” Beau stated as he threw some coconut at her.

My Sexy Saturday, week 38

 Another My Sexy Saturday is upon us!  'My Sexy Saturday' is a blog hop, which gives writers a chance to showcase 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs of their work, whether published or in progress.  Each week there is a certain theme for the blog post.

The theme this week is 'Let's Get Sexy On', and my excerpt is another from my work in progress, featuring Jenna and Lucas... I have posted about them quite a lot on my blog, because I love the characters!

This is very early on in the story, and is really the first glimpse we get of what Lucas is like in private.  As the story goes on we find out exactly why it is he is so controlling of Jenna... but for now, I leave you with this weeks 'My Sexy Saturday'!

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“You want a cuppa, babe?” Jenna asked and Lucas shot her an angry look.

“Why don't you just go for a drink with that new slut of James's?” Lucas snapped and Jenna took a deep, calming breath.

“First of all, she is not a slut, I don't know why you would say that. Second of all, I want to sit down and have a hot drink with you, not India,” Jenna replied, trying to keep her voice down.

“You realise a friendship with her would be a bad thing right?” Lucas asked and Jenna suddenly found that keeping calm was going to be harder than anticipated.

“Lucas, you think that me having a friendship with anyone is a bad thing,” Jenna stated and he frowned at her.

“You've got me, you've got my friends, why do you need anyone else?” Lucas asked.

“Because Lucas, I need friends OF MY OWN, WOMEN friends who I can do WOMAN things with, who I can talk about handbags, and shoes, and clothes, and periods, and boobs, and hormones with, who I can eat chocolate with, and go to girly movies with, and who I can spend time with when you're away for fucking weeks at a fucking time!” Jenna said managing somehow to keep the anger from her voice. Barely.

“You know you can go and see my friends when I'm away!” Lucas reminded her and Jenna groaned.

“You really don't get it do you, Lucas? I need my OWN friends, I need to be able to socialise WITHOUT you. I don't know why you can't accept that? I love YOU, I love you so much I would follow you wherever you went, but christ, I need my own friends, my own things, my own life! I hate having to ask permission before I do anything. I hate it. It makes me feel like a ten year old again,” Jenna explained, now feeling more exasperated than angry.

“Is it so bad that I enjoy spending all the time I can with my girlfriend?” Lucas asked and Jenna rolled her eyes.

“No Lucas, it's not. But it is bad that you won't let me out of your sight. The only time I can be on my own is when you're at training. I know your last girlfriend hurt you badly, and let's admit it, she was an A grade bitch, and if I saw her I'd gladly scratch her fucking eyeballs out for what she did to you. But you CANNOT take it out on ME, Lucas! Sometimes I feel like you're my owner rather than the love of my life!” Jenna said, taking a calming breath as she was feeling close to tears.

Lucas sat down on the couch and looked defeated. The look on his face breaking her heart so Jenna wasted no time walking over and straddling him, then looked into his eyes.

“I love you,” Jenna told him and he smiled sadly at her.

“I love you too... so damn much. I just wish I could stop being such an ass. I don't realise what I'm doing until you point it out to me like that, and then I feel awful,” Lucas sighed.

“Baby, I know you can't help it...” Jenna replied. “But it is something we need to work on,” she added, deciding she wasn't going to let it slide any longer.

“I just hate the thought of other people spending time with you. I feel like I'm missing out on something... like they're giving you something that I can't,” Lucas said, avoiding eye contact. She knew there was more to it than that but was well aware he wouldn't open up until he was ready. She put her fingers under his chin and tilted his head up, so he was looking at her.

“Baby, they just add to what you give me... and you know what? On the odd occasion that I do spend time with someone other than you, it is you that I miss, it is you that I can't wait to see when I get home, it's you that I can't wait to relax with at the end of the day, it's you that I can't wait to climb into bed with and snuggle up to or... you know...” Jenna said with a wink and then realised that she has started moving her hips against him.

“And what's this 'or... you know', that you speak of?” Lucas asked huskily as he put his hands on her hips and pulled her down against him. She was powerless against the feelings he was creating inside her. There was no way she could stop what she had unwittingly started!

“Well,” Jenna started, then leaned in and began kissing his neck. “It involves a lot of kissing,” she said, and then worked her way up his neck and along his jawline. “Lots of nibbling,” she added and then nibbled on his earlobe, as an example. “Loads of touching,” she continued and began to run her nails up and down the back of his neck. “Complete nakedness,” she went on, moving her hands from the back of his neck so she could start to unbutton his shirt. She felt Lucas's hand at the hem of her t-shirt and raised her arms above her head so he could remove her top. When he dropped it on the floor behind them, he shot her a sexy look.

“Please go on,” Lucas invited, as he pulled her closer and began to lightly suck one of her nipples through the sheer lace of her bra. Jenna couldn't hide her delight and let out a shaky moan.

“Then... when... when we're.....” Jenna started, unable to continue. “Oh god!” Jenna cried out when Lucas pulled one of her bra cups down and started sucking properly on the nipple.

Lucas moved a hand behind her back and easily undid her bra, which before long was lying on the floor with her t-shirt. When Lucas put his hands on the back of her thighs Jenna held tightly around his neck and as he stood up, she began kissing him. To say the kiss was hungry was an understatement, and as he carried her through to the bedroom, she could feel her pussy throbbing, aching to have him buried inside her. Lucas lay her down on the bed and didn't take the time to remove her panties the old fashioned way, opting to simply rip them off her instead. He had a massive kink for lacy, sexy underwear and Jenna couldn't remember the last time she'd worn anything other than lace. She had also lost count of the amount of underwear that had been destroyed during foreplay.

After he had pulled her skirt hastily off her Jenna watched as Lucas dropped his shirt on the ground and then made speedy work of his pants and boxers. At the sight of his swollen cock, Jenna felt a tight almost unbearable clench deep inside and automatically opened her legs to him. Lucas lowered himself down on top of her and they maintained eye contact as he slammed inside her, his cock ramming against the back of her pussy, producing the most intoxicating combination of pleasure and pain. Jenna moaned as Lucas started moving hard and fast against her, his cock hitting the back of her pussy in a way that seemed to make the throb deep inside her intensify with each delicious contact. When she wrapped her legs around his waist she took him deeper inside, and the pleasure she was feeling increased to the extent she wasn't sure she would come out of it alive.

Lucas didn't let up at all, and as he began to slam harder into her, she bit his shoulder – a total reflex – but it spurred him on and suddenly she could feel her orgasm starting to build at an alarmingly fast rate, causing her entire body to tense up. All she could do was hang on to him for dear life, as the pressure in her pussy reached an uncomfortable peak. Rather than her orgasm hitting straight away, the tension seemed to stay for what felt like hours, even though in reality it was more like a handful of seconds. Lucas – with his instinctive, awesome sense of timing – began slamming faster, and faster, and faster still, until she screamed and fell apart as her orgasm finally hit with such brutal force that she blacked out for a couple of seconds. In a distant part of her consciousness Jenna was aware of Lucas cumming as well, but then everything went blank.

My Sexy Saturday, week 37

It's that My Sexy Saturday time of the week again!  For those of you who aren't familiar with 'My Sexy Saturday', it is a blog hop, and gives writers a chance to share their SEXY 7... seven words, sentences or paragraphs, from a completed work, or a work in progress.  Each week there is a theme, and this week the theme was 'Putting The X In Sexy', 'X' as in kiss.

And who doesn't like a good kiss?

I had a few scenes that immediately came to mind, some contained heated, steamy kisses, some contained more demure, soft kisses... but the scene I finally decided on is a first kiss.

I have shared excerpts of India & James's story before on my blog, in fact, last weeks My Sexy Saturday was a scene involving these two as well.  I love the characters, they are a relatively new couple, and are crazy about each other.

Immediately prior to this scene, James and India have been on their first date and as much as both would like to move things along to more private surroundings, they want to take things slowly.

(this resolve doesn't last long...)

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James gently pulled India toward him so they were face to face, then put his hands on her hips and dipped his head down, brushing his lips lightly against hers. India didn't push him away and when she moaned very quietly against his mouth, he realised she was enjoying it as much as he was. The kiss didn't develop into anything more, and when India broke off the kiss a couple of minutes later James found himself feeling disappointed... but also extremely happy,  and more than a little horny.

“Sorry... I have self-control issues and um... I was fast losing the last ounce of restraint I have...” India said quietly, as she rested her head against his chest. James put his arms around her and smiled.

“I have those same issues,” James admitted and India giggled as she moved his arms around his waist.

“I don't want tonight to be over, but at the same time... I know it's for the best if it does end now,” India sighed.

My Sexy Saturday, week 36

My Sexy Saturday is a blog hop, which allows participants to post 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from one of their own works (published or in progress), to share with other members.

For week 36 the theme was 'I Feel Sexy', and for the first time it took me awhile to find the 'right' excerpt for the theme.

Eventually I decided on this little excerpt from an untitled work (which I have posted from before). After witnessing the wedding of their good friends - Lucas and Jenna - at James's sister and brother-in-law's house, James and India are overcome by their need for each other.  This results in them sneaking out to Tom's man-cave in order to satisfy their appetite for each other.

After they are adequately sated the following conversation takes place...

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“I couldn't help myself,” India whispered breathlessly.

“I'm glad you couldn't,” James informed her and she giggled quietly.

“The moment I saw you in that suit, I knew I needed you.  I tried to not focus on how sexy you looked, I tried not to focus on the fact I could see the bulge in your pants, I tried not to focus on the tie around your neck and the fact you could tie me up with it, I tried not to imagine us having sex in the bathroom, I tried not to imagine us having sex in the kitchen, I tried not to imagine us having sex on the outdoor furniture, I tried not to imagine us escaping down to the beach and having sex down there, I tried not to imagine you fucking me nice and hard from behind while I supported myself on the patio railing... but...” India exclaimed, growing more exasperated with each example.

“Just so you know, the feeling is mutual. You look so beautiful in that dress, stunning really, it clings to you so teasingly, and shows off your belly so perfectly, all I have wanted to do all day is take that dress off you, ravage you and make you cum harder than you have ever cum before,” James told her and she smiled up at him, a twinkle in her eye.

“I love you James,” India said, her eyes not leaving his for a second.

“I love you too,” James replied and they shared a very sweet, tender kiss.

My Sexy Saturday, week 35

It is My Sexy Saturday time again!  My Sexy Saturday is a blog hop, which allows participants to post 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs from one of their own works (published or in progress), to share with other members.

The theme for week 35 is 'Come Undone Sexy', and from the moment I read the theme brief, I KNEW the perfect excerpt to share.  

It is from an unpublished story which is revolves around two men and two women, who are in a polyamorous relationship.  This excerpt focuses on one of the male/female couples - Alex and Lizzie - and the end of what had been a rather innocent night.  Alex had work to do, so Lizzie curled up on a chair in his office and read her book while he worked... before going to get them both a drink and coming back dressed in new, very sexy lingerie.  Alex forgets all about his work and proceeds to eat Lizzie on his desk, before spanking her and taking her against, and then on the desk...

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As Alex's desire grew, so did his need for sex of the not-so-gentle kind.  Although he loved that he was fucking her on his desk, he wasn't able to hit as deep and hard as he wanted – and needed – so moving his hands under her thighs, he lifted her up and walked away from the desk, pressing her up against the wall beside the door. Finally he was able to get the momentum he desired, his cock hitting hard, causing her to cry out with each thrust.  He wasn't concerned he was being too rough, because Lizzie had her fingers fisted in his hair and was tightening her legs around him, as if to pull him even deeper inside.  He kissed and nibbled at her neck before moving onto her lips; the way she was moaning against his mouth spurred him on, and he began to move harder against her.

When Lizzie tugged on his lip as she broke off the kiss, something about the sensation caused him to suddenly start thrusting harder against her, causing him to grunt with the effort.  As the few frames that were hanging on the wall began to rattle, both of them laughed  and he decided that it was probably a good idea to move to a surface where there was less chance of damage. Stepping back from the wall he walked slowly, still kissing her, and headed for his bedroom, figuring there was little chance of anything getting broken in there if he was suddenly overcome again.

That was until he saw the sideboard out of the corner of his eye, and without even thinking about it,  turned and walked toward it. Pausing as he looked at the random knick-knacks and the like sitting on top of the sideboard, Alex shrugged and thought 'fuck it', then, in one fell swoop, pushed the contents onto the floor.  He didn't even cringe as he heard the distinct noise of items breaking as they landed on the floor. Lizzie looked at him with her eyes wide open, shock written all over her face.

“Nothing expensive or important,” Alex reassured her.

“You are crazy,” Lizzie exclaimed.

“For you, yes,” Alex replied, then pressed his mouth against hers, the broken knick-knacks the last thing on either of their minds.

He felt so consumed by his need for Lizzie.  He needed to touch her all over and to be as close as possible to her.  He felt crazed and out of control, but her own need seemed to match his and he knew that he would remember the events of the evening for a very long time to come! When he put his hands on her hips and began to thrust against her again, he felt Lizzie's nails digging into his shoulders, the nails getting deeper and deeper as he moved harder against her. The powerful thrusts caused them both to cry out in pleasure, their cries growing louder and louder, to the point that Alex hoped all the windows were closed.  Or that his neighbours were hard of hearing.

Alex would have loved for the sex to go on for hours, but he was realistic and  knew he had limits.  Limits he was fast reaching.  Lizzie's own appetite seemed to be growing, and he wondered if it was because they were on the sideboard; he knew it was a little kink of hers, and he loved that. He'd always enjoyed having sex in places that weren't a bed, but his ex-girlfriends had seemed to prefer the more vanilla in-a-bed-you-on-top-me-on-bottom variety of sex.  He wasn't some sort of insatiable monster, he enjoyed that type of sex as well... but if it was the only type of sex had, it got to be a bore.  He knew that sex would NEVER be a bore with Lizzie!

When her legs tightened around him again, Alex groaned loudly as her pussy began to clench and release his cock, with that iron grip he had come to love.  He could feel her getting tighter, which was causing extra friction on his cock, and he knew he had gone past his limit and things were about to come to an inevitable, explosive end.  He gripped her hips, fingers digging deeply into her flesh, pulling her as tightly against him as he could, then began to slam harder and harder against her.  Lizzie began shrieking loudly, the shrieks growing higher in pitch with each one.  As his breathing became faster, he could feel an immense throbbing pressure in his cock, and the tension in her pussy became unbearable.  Instinctively his thrusts became more forceful, and moments later, in a case of perfect timing, they both came, fingertips digging into flesh, bodies pressed together, screaming, gasping for breath...