Tuesday, December 20, 2011

Oh Lingerie, Oh Lingerie



So, ladies, do you have your sexy lingerie all ready for that special holiday evening, the one when you and your lover spend a long, torrid, blissful night together? Do you have a fancy negligee, baby doll, or teddy, carefully folded in your lingerie drawer, wrapped in lightly perfumed tissue paper? Do you have the scented candles prepared, the champagne chilling, a sultry saxophone CD ready to play for your evening of passionate delight? Ha-ha-ha! Neither do I!

But doesn't that scenario sound lovely? Romance, passion, bliss, all those things we really SHOULD have for the holidays, but quite often, get pushed to back of the line to make way for family obligations, mandatory shopping, and never-ending cooking. Sexy lingerie? I'm lucky if I can find underwear with no holes and a bra without a safety pin this time of year.

That's why we need the magic of books. We need to escape to a world where things are like they should be, where romance rules and love is queen. Where even though the heroine is having a bad day, or two, or even a miserable life, we know if she just hangs in there, things will work out in the end. We know she's a winner because she has silky night wear and lacy gowns, and even matching panties and bras. How can someone who is this put-together not triumph in the end?

So back here in real life, I'll do the best I can for our special evening. There might be a few candle stubs in our hurricane emergency box. I can probably find a decent bottle of organic wine (he doesn't like champagne and sulfites give me a headache) if I search the stores a bit. I'll see if I can find my tube of sparkle gel left over from Halloween to highlight my pretty eyes, and I'll dig out a pair of sexy panties from the bottom of my drawer and hope the elastic hasn't totally rotted. I know I have at least one bra that isn't stained and is pin-free. Though really, I don't know why I bother with the under things; my honey likes me best in my birthday suit anyway!




When Irish Eyes Are Evil
ISBN: 978-0-85715-719-5
Available from Total E Bound Publishing


BLURB

A sexy vampire with evil on his mind has Rachael playing detective to find a way to subdue him before he can destroy her. Sent to the space station in lieu of prison, Rachel longs to escape and return to Earth. An encounter with a charming bartender, Brody, makes her reconsider, until she realizes that he is not what he seems. Racing against time, Rachel must find a way to permanently eliminate Brody before she falls prey to his evil plot and is killed in the process. With the help of a sexy crew member, a friend back home and another of Brody’s victims, Rachel devises a dangerous plan to kill the fiend and save herself and other potential victims.

EXCERPT


Shawn held very still and looked into Rachel’s eyes. She licked her lips seductively and gently bit the bottom one, a sexy technique that looked oh-so-good on the late movies—but when he suddenly pulled away, she wondered if she had gone too far. It had been a while since she’d used her feminine wiles to seduce a man and who knew what type of behavior was considered normal out here. Maybe there was some kind of unspoken protocol for these things. Hell, maybe weird golden light and strange-tasting post-coital drinks were the standard.

Shawn strode across the room and locked the door, then turned to face Rachel again. She sneaked a glance at the front of his pants and hid a triumphant smile. Her seduction technique appeared to have worked. Shawn’s cock was hard against the front of his pants and his breath was coming fast.

Well, no need to waste any more time, Rachel decided, and peeled off her shirt to reveal her firm little breasts and already hard nipples.

“Wait, let me unwrap you,” he said, his voice ragged

He slowly undid her jeans, slid the zipper down and pulled her pants to her ankles. For a moment, he rested his cheek against her stomach.

“So soft and warm,” he murmured, then gently slid the lacy panties down and buried his face between her legs.

“Your scent is driving me wild,” he groaned, and began to lick her pussy, his tongue first teasing her clit, then moving deeper. Rachel felt her legs begin to buckle and nearly fell. She hadn’t felt these sensations for far too long.

She pulled away slightly, kicked off her jeans and panties, and pulled out a nearby chair. Taking Shawn’s hand, she led him to it and he sat. She spread her legs wide and straddled him, then, looking into his dark eyes gone almost black with desire, she lowered her wet, eager pussy onto his hard cock. Ah…a perfect fit. Sitting still for a moment she caressed Shawn’s face, then ran her hands down his firm chest. He reached up to stroke her breasts, squeezing and pulling her hard nipples. His gentle yet firm touch aroused a deep passion in Rachel. She felt need and desire coming from Shawn but tenderness and warmth as well. He wanted to make love, not just engage in a quick fuck. Holding the back of the chair and standing on her toes she began to tilt her pelvis, slowly at first, enjoying the feel of his cock sliding in and out, then faster and faster until he groaned loudly with pleasure and grabbed her hips tightly, calling our her name as he shot his cum inside her. He bent to kiss her neck, nuzzling it and murmuring sweet nothings.

She lowered herself onto her the flats of her feet, leaned in to him and rubbed her clit against his mound of pubic hair, his cock still hard inside her. The feel of his coarse hair on her sensitive bud soon sent her over the edge.

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Naomi Bellina

"Never pass up the opportunity to have an adventure!"

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Naomi lives in beautiful sunny Florida with the love of her life and a magical black cat. She writes for various fiction and non-fiction markets, but finds she is drawn to erotic romance because her characters insist on canoodling, and sometimes even falling madly in love. So she lets them. Occasionally, however, they go to dark and strange places. She lets them do this also. Most of her stories will surprise readers with unexpected twists and turns, because isn't that what makes life exciting?
Her interests include dancing, hula-hooping, drumming, and creating healthy meals. She takes the opportunity to play, have fun, and indulge in the pursuit of passion whenever possible. She hopes you enjoy her stories and would love to hear from you at naomibellina(at)live(dot)com.

4 comments:

  1. Not a thread for us gents, really: but as soon as I saw the tagline a German oom-pah band immediately struck up "O Tannenbaum,O Tannenbaum" inside my head and it refuses to go away or allow me to carry on writing until I exorcise it by putting my complaint in words ... out, damned spot: out, I say ! [exit, pursued by a bear ...]

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  2. PS. Irish Eyes can NEVER be truly 'Evil ...' :)

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  3. Hello Paul! I have to say I had "Oh lingerie" running through my mind when I wrote this, and hoped I didn't start singing out loud! Thank you for the comments.

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  4. hot - and fun! i really enjoyed reading this. thanks for posting. readers who may be interested in learning about the secret world of phone sex operators are also welcome here.

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