Horny Hump Day - Aug 20th

This week I am taking part in my first Horny Hump Day blog hop!  The whole idea behind Horny Hump Day, is for erotica authors to share three sentences of their writing, to tease & entice readers!

For my very first Horny Hump Day, I am going to share three sentences from the very first story I published, Georgia: Restrained, which is from my 'Georgia & Zoe' series.

The premise of the story is very simple.  Zoe ties Georgia up and has her very wicked way with her, teasing her until she is ready to burst... of course the teasing results in a coma-inducing orgasm for Georgia!

Crying out loudly, Georgia looked down to where Zoe was lying between her legs and glimpsed the pink vibrator in her hand.  Zoe slammed the vibrator deep inside her pussy, causing Georgia to cry out so loudly it was closer to a scream than a cry.  It was the most exquisite, welcome feeling, causing her to see stars.

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 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.

Sex and a spanking... just a normal afternoon in suburbia

It's late here, but I wanted to share an excerpt from one of my stories, before I head to bed!

This excerpt is from a story I have posted a few excerpts from before, the main characters are two couples -  Jenna & Lucas, and India & James - and it follows both couples on their path to parenthood.  For those of you who have read previous excerpts from this story, you will know that Jenna and Lucas are pregnant with a baby boy, five years after losing their little girl, Sasha, at 14 weeks. 

This little afternoon of sexing occurs after Lucas has a run in with their (ex) friend Shane, who they have just found out was cheating on his girlfriend...

I'm too ill and tired to go into anymore detail, so I shall leave you with the excerpt, and links to other excerpts (including My Sexy Saturday blog hop posts) from this story!

Enjoy xxx

Click on any of these links to read my other Jenna & Lucas / India & James excerpts:

Pregnant and horny, what's a girl to do?

Happy Valentine's Day! Have some sex! (focus on India & James)

Lucas gets his own back on Jenna 

Something a little different (this isn't officially part of the story... it is a short-story I wrote for a uni assignment, based on Lucas & Jenna losing Sasha)

My Sexy Saturday - week 32

My Sexy Saturday - week 34

My Sexy Saturday - week 36 (focus on India & James)

My Sexy Saturday - week 37 (focus on India & James)

My Sexy Saturday - week 38

My Sexy Saturday - week 41 (focus on India & James)

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Now for the actual excerpt!

Jenna tried to contain her excitement when she heard Lucas's car in the driveway... she was still asleep when he'd left for training that morning and she had missed him like mad while he was away. When he walked inside Jenna's excitement turned to concern – Lucas looked angry – and for a moment she was taken back to the days that anger had been aimed at her, albeit in a misguided way. Lucas walked straight up to her and wrapped his arms around her.

“God I love you,” Lucas sighed and buried his face in her neck.

“I love you too,” Jenna said, her arms as tightly around him as his were around her.

“I almost punched Shane,” Lucas confessed and Jenna moved one of her hands up so she could stroke the back of his neck.

“What happened baby?” Jenna asked, surprised that he had said 'almost' rather than 'did'.

“Bit my tongue all day, then it was just me, James and him in the locker room after training and... I just... I had to say something,” Lucas explained, moving his face from her neck and looking her in the eyes. “I came so close to punching that little cunt... I really did... I was so angry... everything he said wound me up more and more and then he... well, he said something that tipped me over the edge. I came so close... but I stepped away... and left,” he said, recounting the experience for Jenna.

“I am proud of you,” Jenna replied and kissed him gently. “But what did he say to make you so angry?” she couldn't help but ask.

“He... he... well, he kind of insinuated that I'm physically abusive to you,” Lucas said quietly and Jenna scowled.

“That bastard... how dare he! We might have had a period of time where we yelled at each other a lot, but you have never come close to raising your fist at me,” Jenna said with conviction.

“I hope it's not the impression that the other guys have of me as well,” Lucas sighed and Jenna could tell that Shane's comment had had an effect on him.

“It sounds to me like Shane was trying to make you lash out,” Jenna commented and Lucas nodded.

“Yea, I guess he probably was,” Lucas agreed.

“Come on gorgeous man, why don't you put your feet up and I'll make us both a drink,” Jenna suggested and Lucas nodded.

“Sounds like a perfect idea to me, but don't worry about making me a drink... I would sooner cuddle with my wife-to-be on the couch,” Lucas said and then kissed her.

The kiss started out gentle but the moment Jenna put her hands underneath his t-shirt and started to stroke just above his hips, the kiss deepened. Then deepened some more. Then became hungry... and hungrier. Lucas walked Jenna backward into the lounge, not taking his lips off hers for a second. Well, not until he removed her top... Jenna followed in kind and helped him out of his top, and as Lucas reached behind her to undo her bra she let out a shuddery whimper. When Lucas stopped after two hooks Jenna whimpered loudly and looked up at him.

“Don't stop...” Jenna begged and Lucas chuckled.

“Where is grandma?” Lucas asked and Jenna winked at him.

“She is out visiting an old friend, gave me a naughty little wink when she left, said she wouldn't be back until five, and to use the time wisely,” Jenna informed him.

“Who knew that grandma would say something like that!” Lucas chuckled and Jenna bit her tongue before she told him that she wasn't at all surprised. She also failed to tell him that Josephine had been rather dressed up when she left... and Jenna had a sneaking suspicion it was an old male friend she was going to be spending the afternoon with.

Lucas resumed undoing the hooks on her bra and when he threw it across the room Jenna could tell that he was in the mood for some not-so-sweet sex. Good. So was she. Jenna moved her hands to the waistband of his trackpants and dipped her fingertips inside his boxers, teasingly stroking his treasure trail, stopping just before making contact with the tip of his cock. The groans coming from him were delightful and made her pussy clench tightly. Although she loved teasing him there was only so much teasing she could do and decided to put him out of his misery.

She slid his boxers and trackpants down far enough for them to fall the rest of the way by themselves. When Lucas stepped out of them Jenna suddenly felt a hunger for him that was so strong, she couldn't resist pushing him back onto the couch and ordering him to lie down on his back. She knew he enjoyed removing her clothing by himself, but she needed him inside her so badly that she quickly took her skirt and panties off by herself... and wasted no time in straddling him and sliding down his gloriously hard length.

Jenna cried out loudly as his cock hit the back of her pussy – she had wanted him – NEEDED him all day, and the relief that he was finally inside her was immense. She didn't bother teasing him with gentle hip movements, because as much as she could tell HE needed fast 'growly' sex, so did she. With a hand on the back of the couch and Lucas supporting her hips with his hands Jenna started moving hard and fast against him, making sure that her legs were as far apart as was comfortable for her, to ensure he was hitting as deep inside as was possible.

The friction on her clit caused her to moan loudly as the sensations coursed through her system and she began riding him increasingly harder. She didn't give a fuck that her back hurt, that her hips hurt or that she was exhausted, the sex felt so good she wished there was a way for them to stay like that for at least a month. His cock had never felt quite so good, it filled her so completely that the friction wasn't just on her clit, but right throughout her pussy.

When Lucas pulled her down even harder, Jenna let out a strangled scream as she felt her pussy tightening around him – which of course caused the friction to intensify – and all too soon she started to feel her orgasm building up. Jenna looked at him pleadingly and he understood the meaning behind the look, moving his hands from her hips to lessen the friction, helping her to keep her developing orgasm at bay. He moved his hands back to her hips but rather than pulling down he just rested them there while Jenna continued riding him – albeit not quite as hard as moments earlier – it was worth it though... anything to make that pleasure last as long as possible!

Jenna enjoyed watching the expression on Lucas's face as she rode him. She had always loved that she had the ability to cause him to look so flustered and needy, as if he was completely at her mercy... especially when she was on top. The sounds he made were another enjoyable extra for her, his grunts and groans were always very gutteral and deep... very primal, and they never ever failed to turn her on even more. As she listened to the loud groans coming from Lucas, Jenna could feel her willpower slipping away... All she wanted to do was to take her gorgeous man to the point of no return and to hear the loud manly roar as he came.

If she didn't drown out his roar with her own screams of pleasure.

Spreading her legs as far as she could Jenna sunk down further and understanding her unspoken desires, Lucas helped by pulling her down tightly at the hips again. The sudden increase of pressure and friction causing her orgasm start to build again. Jenna was crying out loudly and found herself tuning out to the rest of the world; Lucas felt unbelievable inside her and there was no way she could stop what was coming.

Tightening her grip on the back of the couch Jenna started to move as fast and hard as she could against Lucas, her orgasm building and building and building until she was screaming so loudly her throat felt raw. Lucas pulled her down one final time and that sent her over the edge, her orgasm hitting her like a tonne of bricks, causing her to let out a loud, long, almost piercing scream as her orgasm kept hitting and hitting and hitting, before finally starting to peter off... just as Lucas's own orgasm hit. She heard the loud roar and when Lucas pulled her down and pushed into her at the same time Jenna found herself screaming again as orgasm number two came out of nowhere.

Jenna had no idea how she managed to move off Lucas and found herself giggling when he stood up, swooped her up in his arms and carried her through to the bedroom, laying her gently on the bed before collapsing on it himself. Lucas lay with his head on her chest and Jenna lazily stroked the back of his neck while he grazed his fingers along the underside of her belly.

“I'm going to miss not being able to feel him kicking after he's born,” Lucas said quietly and Jenna giggled.

“I know, I will as well,” Jenna replied.

“Obviously I'm going to love having him here,” Lucas reassured her. “But there is just something so... intimate and... peaceful and... I don't know... calming about rubbing your belly and feeling him moving around in there,” he explained.

“I feel the exact same way,” Jenna told him and placed her free hand on top of his, smiling as she entwined her fingers with his.

“At least we still have around 13 weeks of this to experience before he arrives,” Lucas said.

“It seems like a lifetime away, but at the same time it isn't really that far away,” Jenna commented and felt slightly nervous as she thought about giving birth.

“And you know I will be right by your side when our little man makes his arrival,” Lucas reassured her and Jenna shrugged.

“Who knows. Maybe you'll be away and I will go into labour a bit earlier than expected... you could miss his birth...” Jenna sighed and then rolled onto her side so she was facing away from him. She didn't want him to see just how worried she was about THAT happening.

Rather than him rolling her onto her back again she let out a shriek as she felt his hand come down on her ass. He hadn't done that to her in years.

“That was a bit naught...” Jenna started to say but the rest of her words were replaced by a shaky moan as Lucas's palm again made contact with her ass.

“Can't help it... your delicious booty was right there and... I didn't even think about it,” Lucas admitted as he rubbed her bottom, causing her clit to throb and her pussy to tighten. She had forgotten the immediate effect being spanked had on her body.

Jenna waited for Lucas's hand to come down on her again and when it didn't happen she started to whimper... luckily he got the message and brought his hand down on her butt again, sending jolts of pleasure throughout her body and causing her to grip onto the side of the bed. Lucas started to bring his hand down on her butt over and over, it felt just as good as it ever had, but she had a feeling he was holding back... and she didn't want him to.

“You can do it harder...” Jenna whispered.

“Are you sure? I haven't done it in a long time... I thought maybe you'd need to be gently weaned back into it,” Lucas whispered back and Jenna giggled.

“Complete opposite actually,” Jenna informed him and realised that their old spanking positions wouldn't really work due to the enormous belly in front of her.

“Mind if we move from the bed?” Lucas asked and Jenna could tell by the tone of his voice that he had something in mind.

“Lead the way,” Jenna replied and got off the bed.

Lucas got off the bed and took her hand then led her from the bedroom and into the bathroom. Jenna saw the vanity unit and grinned as she remembered the many times Lucas had spanked her while she supported herself on the vanity unit and watched him in the mirror. She let out a moan as she put her hands on the vanity and Lucas stepped in behind her, their eyes connecting via the mirror. Jenna watched as Lucas moved his hand backward and then brought it down on her ass, the clench she felt inside was incredible and left her wanting more. Again Lucas drew his hand backward and brought it down on her ass, the loud slapping noise almost as satisfying as the pleasurable pain caused by the palm-ass contact. They kept their eyes locked on each other and Lucas continued spanking her, each contact causing her pussy to tighten and her clit to throb.

Jenna was sure Lucas was still holding back a little and between ass slaps whimpered the word 'harder'. The following contact was indeed harder and Jenna couldn't help the loud cry that came from her, the cry becoming louder with each consecutive palm-ass contact. She was so turned on that between contacts she was aware of the wetness spreading down her thighs, and that there was a deep ache inside her pussy.

As Lucas continued to spank her Jenna became overwhelmed by the sensations and knew that soon she would need him inside her. Spanking wasn't just about the physical act of hand against ass, there was also the anticipation while waiting for the hand to come back down against her ass, there was the sound caused by the impact of palm against ass and then there was the strong emotional connection caused by the via-the-mirror eye contact. It was a complete experience and one that never failed to arouse her to a level that she had been unaware even existed prior to the first time he had spanked her.

Lucas moved his hands to her hips and Jenna held her breath as she watched him in the mirror. He stepped forward, pulled lightly on her hips to adjust the angle, his cock brushed against her hole as he lined himself up and as he pulled her backwards at the same time as he stepped in, Jenna cried out loudly. She couldn't get enough of him and immediately pressed backward, wanting to feel him as deeply inside her as was possible. Lucas groaned loudly and began to move against her, his fingers tightly gripping her hips, his cock hitting the back of her pussy harder with each impact. Jenna's cries very quickly turned to screams and she found herself begging him to move harder against her.

Lucas moved harder and his grunts were just as loud as her screams... she didn't give a fuck that the bathroom window was open and that their neighbours would be able to hear them. The only thing she cared about was the pleasure they were giving and receiving from each other... pleasure which was increasing at a faster rate than she had anticipated. Jenna gripped the edge of the vanity unit very tightly as she felt her thighs starting to tighten while her pussy tensed up around his cock... the force he was slamming into her with was too much for her to handle any longer. She let out a loud, long scream as her orgasm hit, right at the same time as Lucas let out a loud roar and pulled her tightly against him. They rode out their orgasms together and then slowly collapsed to the floor, Lucas helping Jenna down until she was sitting between his legs.

Jenna leaned back against his chest and tried to catch her breath and it proved to be a harder task than usual. Lucas kissed her neck and she giggled quietly as she thought about what a sight they must have been... both covered in sweat, naked, sitting on the bathroom floor. Jenna smiled when his hands made their way to her belly and Theo immediately gave him a hard boot to the hand. It hadn't even occurred to her that Theo had probably been a little shaken around because of the sex, especially because he was fast running out of room! She rolled her eyes when he moved into a position that put a lot of pressure on her bladder. How sexy... post sex bliss ruined by 'sorry hunny, I need to pee'.

“Your son is trying to ruin the mood,” Jenna sighed. “I need to go to pee,” she informed him. Lucas chuckled as he stood up and helped her to her feet.

“I guess he's just getting us used to what it'll be like when he's here... you know... we'll be just about to have sex and he'll start crying... that sort of thing,” Lucas joked. Jenna laughed but wondered if perhaps he was right. Sneaky baby.

“I think that might be why they eventually go into their own room,” Jenna suggested and they both laughed.

Jenna went to the toilet and then followed Lucas through to their bedroom. They climbed into bed and lay on their sides facing each other.

“That was... unexpected,” Jenna started, feeling weirdly shy.

“I know... I didn't plan on it, but... you rolled over... that butt was there and I just... I couldn't help it,” Lucas said sounding almost apologetic.

“It was amazing... didn't realise how much I had missed it,” Jenna said honestly.

“I felt nervous doing it... after the last time...” Lucas replied and smiled sadly at her.

“Last time was a long time ago, baby,” Jenna said, moving her hand up to his face so she could stroke his cheek.

“After that time I swore I would never do it again,” Lucas commented.

“Hey... things have changed since then. We are both different people and our relationship has changed,” Jenna said soothingly, tears coming to her eyes as Lucas moved up against her and buried his face in her chest.

As she ran her fingers through his hair and stroked the back of his neck, Jenna thought back to the early days of their relationship. They had been only together a couple of months when Jenna had confessed to Lucas that she got quite turned on by the thought of being spanked... it had only taken one time before spanking had become a regular part of their sex life. It was by no means an everyday occurrence, but did happen numerous times a month. After Sasha died they went through a long period of having no sex at all and it took even longer before he began to spank her again... but eventually their sex life went back to normal.

Everything was fine (in that department anyway) until one night about two years after Sasha had died. Lucas got home from training in a bad mood and it was made even worse when Jenna told him she was planning on going to the mall by herself to get a haircut and do a little shopping. They had a huge fight and, as was so often the case after the screaming and yelling was done, they ended up in bed getting very hot and heavy, with Jenna eventually ending up on her knees, leaning against the headboard so that Lucas could begin to spank her.

The spanking had been one of the most intense she'd ever experienced and it was the ONLY time she had ever asked him to stop spanking her. They had sex and when it was all over Lucas got out of bed to go to the toilet. Ten minutes later he hadn't returned so Jenna got up to see what was keeping him and found him sitting in the lounge – butt naked – and with tears in his eyes.

Jenna sat down beside him and asked him repeatedly what was wrong... it was obvious something was up and she didn't plan on letting him away without telling her. Eventually he turned to her and explained that when he was spanking her he was doing it from a place of anger... he was still pissed off about her wanting to go out and when he started to spank her that anger seemed to come out and he had been unable to control himself.

Jenna hadn't known what to say so did all she felt she could and wrapped her arms around him. After a few minutes Jenna led him back to the bedroom and told him that she was glad he had been honest with her, but didn't let on just how shaken up she was after his confession. Lucas swore right there and then that he would never spank her again because he was afraid that he would hurt her, and that if that did happen he would never be able to forgive himself.

And that was that. It was never brought up again and their sex life went on as usual... just minus the spanking that they had both enjoyed so much.

Jenna smiled when she managed to leave her little daze. Lucas was rubbing her belly and Theo was just starting to move around, it was most certainly her happy place and the thought of getting out of bed did not appeal in the least. She was just about to suggest to Lucas that they have something simple for dinner and then watch DVDs in bed when there was a knock on the bedroom door.

“Hello you two, your clothes are outside the door,” came Josephine's voice. Lucas looked at Jenna in horror.

“Uhhhh must have fallen out of the washing basket,” Lucas called back and Jenna could hear Josephine laughing.

“I might be old but I'm not stupid,” Josephine replied. “Am I okay to stay home now or should I head back out for a while?” she asked and Jenna laughed.

“You're fine, Josie... we'll be up in a minute,” Jenna told her and Lucas rolled his eyes.

“I was looking forward to taking advantage of you again,” Lucas informed her quietly and Jenna smirked at him.

“You will just have to do it later on when we go to bed,” Jenna replied.

“I guess I can wait,” Lucas said and after kissing her, got out of bed and put some trackpants on before opening the door and getting their pile of clothing, which as promised, was sitting just outside the door.

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 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...