Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Tuned Up and Turned On!

Spent the day writing a hot chapter as my alter ego. I love writing sexy scenes, picturing the scenario in my mind and creating new ways for my characters to please each other. It gets my blood pumping for the rest of the day. Hopefully tomorrow I can put down another few thousand words. I just love when a story flows so freely.

This week has been difficult in my household. I guess the stress helps the creative juices flow. Sad situations make me want to create happy and pleasurable fantasies. And create I did. Now, if I could come up with a new hot story for the men's line.

Listening to the news helps. The more I hear about our government trying to control what goes on in our bedrooms, the more I want to write dirty. I mean REALLY dirty. I can do that! All I need is a plot. A steamy plot where two people get what they want without all the complications. I can do this. I can, I just want a unique plot that men will want to read.

Any suggestions would be great.

Okay, back to writing.

Ya'll have a great day and do something naughty just for fun.

Sunday, March 18, 2012

Your Body Close to Mine!

Hello my sexies! How's the world been treating you? Any good wet dreams lately? :)
Still waiting for someone to share their sexy, erotic and sensual side with me.

Today's theme is Your Body Close to Mine.

I just love the feeling of naked flesh pressed together. Don't you? Hard and soft, curves and muscles. I don't know about you, but having a man pin me against a wall with his body is hot. Take my control, strip me bare, kiss me all over. Sigh....Breasts cushioning against a strong chest, there simply isn't anything like it.

Enjoy my pics and if you're feeling brave share a story of how you were pinned or pressed a woman against a wall and had your way with her.

Have your read Dance for your Sex yet? Any comments you'd like to leave? How's about a little snippet to get the blood pumping?

"I’m gonna fuck you," he snarled, reaching into his pocket and retrieving his wallet. "I’m gonna fuck you just like this so if any of your employees walks up they can see me pounding that sweet pussy of yours with my big cock." Clay made quick time of opening his condom, releasing his oversensitive erection and covering it.

"If I wasn’t so fucking horny right now I’d make you get on your knees and suck me slow," he told her, nudging his head against her wet hole. Christ, her heat alone could melt his dick right off his body. "Brace yourself, Amanda."

Clay surged forward, delving deep and hard into her over-tight body, pushing through muscles that gripped and tugged, dousing him with her juice. He had to grit his teeth to keep from shouting the pleasure ripping through his body. He’d never felt anything so fucking good before.

It can also be found on Amazon.

Looking for a new male fantasy to write about. Any ideas y'all would like to share?

Look for me on facebook. I'm waiting for some new friends.

Saturday, March 10, 2012

Dance for your Sex is now availabe for sale here.

Clay Bower has an insatiable appetite when it comes to his sexual pleasures. His women need to be wild and hot with stamina that matches his own. He’s not interested in relationships, now or in the future, and even the sexy banker with the quick blush can’t change his mind—not that she’s made any attempt.

Imagine his surprise when he sees the hot banker on stage, shaking assets she normally keeps neatly covered. Better yet, her attention is solely on him, and when she hops off stage and gives him a personal dance, Clay’s blood boils. Turns out he doesn’t know the woman at all…and she’s willing to teach him a few things.


“Hey, Clay. That blonde you zeroed in on is coming this way,” Dylan said, nudging him with his elbow.

The band burst to life with a hard guitar and a country rock beat of the drums. Angie gripped his upper arm and shot the blonde a “fuck off” glare that would have made even him cringe. Six women came from the side of the stage dressed in denim short shorts with their ass cheeks hanging out and flannel shirts pulled up and tied in between their breasts.

Clay’s gaze drifted over each one of them as they shimmied, two-stepped and flipped their hair around. Angie’s grip got tighter on his arm the more she hopped up and down and laughed, hooted and whistled.

A pair of big brown eyes fixed on him from the stage. The sexy-as-sin woman behind them wiggled her hips, ran her hands over her body and then twisted, screwing herself down into a crouch. It was then he noticed the face attached to the body, and the smile.

He’d never been slow a day in his life, but right now, everything seemed off kilter and it took him a few extra seconds to realize whose sexy body that was shaking up on stage. The song ended with her long, dark brown hair flipping wildly and her down on one knee, bent so far forward her tits nearly dropped out of her shirt and her big, saucy gaze pinned right on him.

“Fuck. Me.”

This book is a fairly quick read. Ladies, it may be just what you need to get your man in the mood for a hot evening of your own. Read it together, read it alone, either way, enjoy the benifits.