Thou shalt be merry…or else. By Alice Gaines

Call me Ebenezer.  The “holiday” season is not my favorite time of the year, and I suspect I’m not alone.  First of all, many of us simply don’t do well with short days.  We need sunlight to keep our spirits high.  (I swear if I were rich I’d have a house in the northern AND southern hemispheres so I could follow the sun.)  Then again, some of us have experienced loss around the holidays, and we just don’t feel like being merry.  Couple that with the conviction everyone else is having a glorious time and we should, too, whether we want to or not, and this time of year becomes a real bummer.

Having said all of the above, it’s still the case that I’m about the worst Pollyanna you’ll ever meet.  Happiness is my natural state.  So, this year, I thought I’d list a few small things that can bring a smile to my face and get me to singing to myself.

Number 1, and this one is truly simply.  Happiness is walking on the treadmill at the gym when an old Marvin Gaye song comes on my Pandora.  (For me, happiness is being at the gym, but I don’t expect I can make you feel the same way.)  So, here’s this wonderful music, and right in the middle of a song I’ve heard hundreds of time, some lyrics jump out at me:

“As long as you’re moving, there’s always a chance somebody watching might want to make romance.”

Is that lovely and profound, or what?  (Hint:  “what” is not the correct answer.)

Number 2.  Looking in the freezer for something else and finding pesto I’ve made over the summer.  Pesto tastes like summer.  It just does.  Furthermore, I make it from the basil I grow in my back yard.  Then, I package it in individual servings so when the weather is bleak and cold, I can put it on pasta and smile.  Occasionally, I forget about one of the bags of pesto servings, so when I discover it by chance, I’m a happy camper.  More on pasta…

Number 3.  Playing with my food.  I had an event cancel the other day and found myself with a couple of free hours.  I decided to make some pasta dough and play with shapes.  For an hour or so, I did my best imitation of orecchiette, which is Italian for little ears.  Here’s how they came out.

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I’m sure an Italian nonna would laugh at my primitive attempts, but I had fun.  I imagine children would enjoy playing with shapes and then eating their creations.  BTW, here’s a simple pasta recipe for a food processor.  Put 1 cup flour and 1 tsp salt in the food processor.  With the motor running, add one egg.  Then add water in drops until the dough forms a ball on top of the blade.  Remove from processor and knead with more flour until the dough is no longer sticky.  Let the dough rest for 10 minutes, and then play.

Number 4.  Orchid bud!  I recently ordered a couple of mini-cattleya orchids from the wonderful folks at Carter and Holmes.  www.carterandholmes.com.  When they arrived, one of them already had a bud on it.  It’ll flower soon.

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This picture is really fuzzy, but I imagine you can pick out the little bud.  Instant happiness, and lest you think I spent a lot of money, the plant cost under $20, including shipping.

 

So, when the holidays don’t live up to their publicity, remember they go away on their own on January 2.  You can’t say the same about car repairs or problems with the IRS.  Make your own happiness.  And in a while you’ll be rewarded by one of life’s greatest joys…seed catalogs.

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Alpha & the Holiday–Rhonda Lee Carver

Hi y’all! Rhonda Lee Carver here!

I can’t believe that Thanksgiving has gone by and soon it will be Christmas. I’m almost finished with my shopping, thank goodness. I so dislike going into stores and finding no one with any holiday cheer. People scooting around, pushing their carts, and being rude just because they’ve had a bad day…month…or maybe year. Kindness doesn’t cost anything.

I’ll tell you a funny story.

I was in Sam’s Club a few days ago and there was an aisle display  with two comfy, soft, thick, lovable blankets. Oh, by the way, I love soft, cuddly blankets as much as I love shoes. There was a blue one (which I already have) and a red one. Standing a few feet away a couple were arguing over which color of blanket they should choose. He said, “The blue matches the bedroom”. She said, “But I love the red.” I was standing close, my eye on that red blanket. My fingers were aching to stroke the material like my new favorite pet. I waited. And waited. They still fuss. I was growing impatient. A friend of theirs happened by and said “hello” and without thinking of the consequences I snatched up that blanket like a thief in the night and took off like a bat out of hell. I jumped behind a stack of roasters and peek. The arguing couple were no longer arguing. They were looking around like, “What the hell just happened?” I moved along with my pretty blanket and felt justified.

Later, as I stood in the check out line, I saw out of the corner of my eye that couple was beside me and she was eyeing me like I had toilet paper sticking out of my pants. I told myself, “I didn’t do anything wrong.” Yet, I felt guilty. She was staring, not at me now, but at my red, comfy blanket. I wondered momentarily if this would end up like one of those crazy, chaotic videos where people are fighting over stuff they won’t use in the next year.

Then it became too much. I grabbed that blanket and placed it off to the side as if I’m no longer wanting to take it home and snuggle and watch a Hallmark movie. She snatched it up. And I continued on. I came home and ordered one online.

Now let’s talk books.

His Weekend Wife (The KNIGHT Brothers Book 2) is releasing 11/29. Have you pre-ordered your copy yet?

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Blurb:

As a girl, Ash James wanted a knight in shining armor to carry her away and together they would live happily-ever-after.

And then she grew up and waiting tables at a greasy diner blemished her fairy tales.

Her idea of a perfect prince matured and she had an appetite for alpha: sexy, muscled and scintillating. Declan Knight was everything she wanted—everything she found mysterious. When he walked—no, strutted—into her life she was ready to throw uncertainty, and her apron, out the window.

Her knight put a ring on her finger and whisked her away to the ‘castle’ where she settled in nicely, until she soon realized every prince can turn into a toad. Before long she was back wearing a faded uniform, living on tips and scrimping to get by. And keeping her sister out of trouble. Sometimes deadly trouble.

Fate has a plan and her name is Angelina Knight. How will Declan’s late sister play the role of fairy godmother? How will Declan save Ash from someone who is out to harm her?

Will Ash see that sometimes a toad just needs a kiss…a touch…and endless nights of passion to turn him back into a prince?

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The last thing she expected were glass slippers and a storybook romance…but the miracle of the holiday will surprise her.

Country singer, Storm Rich, finds himself in a snowstorm on a back road of the Tennessee hills. He’s late for a show and his manager is breathing down his neck. Just when he thinks things can’t get any worse, he swerves to miss a dog and hits the ditch. But an angel comes to his rescue…

Charlie Lindon has suffered heartache most of her life and this Christmas is no exception. After the loss of her daughter she’s never quite been able to pick up the pieces of her broken heart and move forward. However, fate has a gift for Charlie that won’t fit under the tree.

Stuck in the small town, far from home, on Christmas Day, Storm finds refuge, but he’s faced with helping an angel with a broken wing. He’s always been good at flashing his wide smile and dimples and ladies falling all over him, but Charlie isn’t the swooning type. Yet, looking into her eyes he sees more than a distant, shattered woman. He sees beauty, kindness and a fiery spirit.

If they make it until New Year’s Eve, a magical kiss might turn a Christmas fantasy into reality.

Previously published in the boxed set, Ring in a Cowboy. Added scenes make this holiday novella more delish and longer.

 

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Futuristic Theory with #Neanderthal DNA by @AnitaPhilmar

Remember in Jurassic Park how scientist recreated dinosaurs for the DNA recovered from mosquitos.

Well, now that scientists have found Neanderthal DNA in humans what if they discover, that this is the missing link to psychic abilities?

Whether or not this is tTrue or not. I used this premise to build the premise for my new series The Ancient Warrior Prophecy.

A secret society of people have Neanderthal DNA. They know the power, which is being passed down through the generations. Their leaders and shamen have been passing down the knowledge of the tasks they need to perform for humanity. This prophecy requires strong men and women to step up and save us from the destruction of the world.

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The Warrior in Me – yes, it appears to be nothing more than a simple murder mystery with strong romantic elements. But it also reveals the secret people who carry the burden of saving the world. How they work to protect the secret of Neanderthal in the human genome.

The Warrior in Me – Erotic Murder Mystery/ Romantic suspense

Blurb: Special Security Agent Sebastian Berlin is eager to track down his partner’s killer. Instead, he’s assigned the job of baby-sitting a scientist. His boss thinks she’s the key to an Ancient Warrior Prophecy. Science never interested Sebastian, but the know-it-all female standing at the end of his Alaskan dock could persuade him to do a little experimenting. That is, if he can keep his Neanderthal Warrior genes from taking control.

DNA specialist Lily Sinclair is in need of a vacation, or so her over-protective ex-husband tells her. Arriving in chilly Alaska instead of sunny Cancun, she’s tired and cranky and so not in the mood for her bodyguard’s he-man tactics. Still, there’s something about the sexy eye-candy that makes her want to lick him all over even as she’s demanding to go home.

Then Lily’s ex is poisoned, and Sebastian is certain the two murders are connected and she could be next. She knows he’s hiding something, but with the worldwide release of Neanderthal DNA project only days away, she has no choice but to trust him to protect her. But can she trust him with her heart?

Excerpt: 

“I hate to tell you, but we found Cain’s body last night. He took two slugs in the chest.”

Relief, followed quickly by shock, filled Sebastian. A numbing sense of disbelief overwhelmed him. “What the hell? I thought he was working on a simple security detail.”

“Did he discuss his assignment with you?”

Sebastian ran a hand through his hair and scrambled to recall his last conversation with his best friend. Cain had called a week ago with a request for information on the people he’d been assigned to protect in California. His voice had reflected a bored almost disgusted tone. At the time, Sebastian had held his tongue and didn’t comment, but later he questioned the anomaly. His friend loved life and never became discouraged even when the odds were against him.

Frowning, Sebastian rubbed a hand over his neck, stroking the hairs that suddenly stood on alert. His initial disbelief faded. A gaping hole widened before him and stretched into an endless sea of despair. What the hell would he do without his best friend, his confidant?

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Hope you enjoy,

Anita Philmar

 

 

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Win smut and smile! Rhonda Lee Carver

Wow! Can you believe Thanksgiving is almost here? Turkey, sweet potatoes and pumpkin pie are great, but this year my family and I will be spending part of the holiday delivering bagged lunches to the homeless. This has been a plan in the works for a while, but especially after I had a secondary character in His Weekend Wife (#2, The KNIGHT Brothers) who is homeless and I see how devastating this is. It is certainly a problem in every every state. In every city. In every neighborhood. The problem can be easily overlooked as other more prominent issues seem to take shape around us. Our nation certainly has been full of these issues lately. But this year, I plan to pull in my sail and concentrate on how I can help my community.

However, for now, I want to giveaway a cowboy! Did you all know that I have a handful of cowboys in audio?

Check them out here: Audio Books

I’d like to offer TWO winners an audio of mine of choice. You choose, I send, and you get the enjoyment of reading! Here’s what you need to do to enter…Leave a post in the comments letting me know which cowboy you’d like (make sure he’s in audio by clicking the link) along with your email. Breakdown: I need a title of the audio and email. I need both things to elect a winner on Tuesday!

Have you seen the cover of His Weekend Wife?

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Excerpt:

“Your smell, it should be bottled and sold for millions.” A look of pure gratification covered his face and she practically came off the bed. She’d never wanted oral pleasure more in her life.

He kissed her hip, licked the skin of her inner thigh, kissing his way down her leg, her ankle until he reached her foot. She watched, her breath stilling in her lungs as he slowly unstrapped her heel. His gaze held onto hers in a mesmerizing trance, and then he pulled off the shoe, dropping it. He lifted her foot and brushed the tips of his fingers down the instep and involuntarily she lurched. He held her tight and she wasn’t going anywhere. He then kissed her arch followed by a teasing lick. She whimpered and quivered under him. He gently nibbled, sucked, then nibbled more. Fuck! She felt the feeling all the way up into her core. She grabbed the sheets and clutched the material as his soft chuckle echoed off the walls.

He dropped her foot. Thank God.

His sweet, blissful torture continued with the other foot. After the heel was gone, he licked, suckled and nibbled until her toes curled.

“I love your body. Love your scent, your taste. You’re an aphrodisiac to a man’s soul, bella.”

His words were so erotic, spinning a tale of romance inside of her heart.

“If no man has pleasured you, then you’ve done it for yourself. Right?”

Her cheeks warmed. She couldn’t deny him the truth. “Yes.”

“What do you fantasize about when you touch yourself?” His husky words tranquilized her.

Resisting him was not an option. “A man’s touch. Strong arms holding me. You holding me.”

He inhaled sharply. “I want to see you touch yourself, like you were the night in the tub.”

His Weekend Wife releases November 30th

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The Warrior in Me by @AnitaPhilmar #NewRelease Huge Sale

With every new release, authors send our ARC (advance reader copies) for people to review.

I’m so excited by the number of reviews on Good Read when the book is not even scheduled for release until Nov. 11, this Friday.  Here is the link to my new book “The Warrior in Me.”  https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/32764417-the-warrior-in-me

Snippets of reviews.

I couldn’t put this book down once I started it”
what a ride!”
There are many interesting plot twists that keep you wondering who was behind the murders and what was the motive.”
A well-built mystery, a hot romance and developed characters “

Title: The Warrior In Me

Series Name: Ancient Warrior Prophecy
Theme(s): Action-Adventure, Murder/Mystery

SubGenre(s): Paranormal, Suspense, Futuristic/Sci-Fi    

Blurb: Special Security Agent Sebastian Berlin is eager to track down his partner’s killer. Instead, he’s assigned the job of baby-sitting a scientist. His boss thinks she’s the key to an Ancient Warrior Prophecy. Science never interested Sebastian, but the know-it-all female standing at the end of his Alaskan dock could persuade him to do a little experimenting. That is, if he can keep his Neanderthal Warrior genes from taking control.

DNA specialist Lily Sinclair is in need of a vacation, or so her over-protective ex-husband tells her. Arriving in chilly Alaska instead of sunny Cancun, she’s tired and cranky and so not in the mood for her bodyguard’s he-man tactics. Still, there’s something about the sexy eye-candy that makes her want to lick him all over even as she’s demanding to go home.

Then Lily’s ex is poisoned, and Sebastian is certain the two murders are connected and she could be next. She knows he’s hiding something, but with the worldwide release of Neanderthal DNA project only days away, she has no choice but to trust him to protect her. But can she trust him with her heart?

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Will be on sale 11/11 – 11/14/ 2016  for 50% off at The Wild Rose Press.
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List of Books for 99cents
 
Naked Rebel
Fairy Fun
Banished Hero
Banished Scoundrel
A Cowboy’s Pleasure
In Too Deep
In Deep Water
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When I should be writing, Alice Gaines

How I spend my time when I should be writing:

On Saturday, I spent the entire day driving from Oakland to outside Sacramento for a wine party.  My friend, Roger Smith, who plays keyboards for Tower of Power, has his own winery, Bump City Winery.  I went up for his wine party.  Here’s Roger’s pick-up band playing at the party.  wineparty Roger is standing at the keyboard on the right.  On saxophone was Tower of Power’s lead sax player, Tom Politzer.  Note the young woman on bass in the back.  She really tore it up!

So, I got hopelessly lost on the way home, wandering around on levee roads on the Sacramento Delta.  When I finally called On Star, they gave me a roundabout path home that included two ferries across Delta water ways.  At least, I got home with this:

wineIf you know anything about the Bay Area, you’ll recognize the picture on the label as the San Francisco skyline.  Everybody knows! that Bump City is Oakland, not the city across the bay.  I tease Roger about this at every opportunity.

So, how did I spend Sunday when I should have been writing?  Making pasta sauce.  Here’s my favorite recipe.  I use my own homegrown tomatoes that I’ve peeled, seeded, and frozen.  I also use my own bell pepper and basil.  And my own chicken broth.  You can use a couple of cans of whole tomatoes.  Just crush the tomatoes with your fingers.  You can use water instead of chicken broth, but the broth makes the sauce richer.

In a food processor, make a pestata of lots of peeled garlic cloves, some sprigs of basil, about three pieces of bacon (or pancetta or guancale, if you have those), about half a large onion, and a small bell pepper.  Grind it all up really well.

Heat a bunch of good olive oil in a large pan.  When hot, add the pestata.  Cook for a while.  Make a hot spot in the middle of the pan, and add a few tablespoons of tomato sauce.  Add some red pepper flakes and cook pretty well.  Add the tomatoes and cook down.  Add some chicken broth and cook for a few hours, adding more broth as required.  When it’s sauce the way you like it, you can freeze it in serving batches.  In the middle of winter, this sauce puts summer in my mouth.

peppersBy the way, my Regency romance, Captain and Countess, is on sale at Amazon for 99 cents.  For a limited time only.

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Pre-order! Rhonda Lee Carver

I’m excited to announce that His Weekend Wife (#2, The KNIGHT Brothers) is available for pre-order! This erotic romance with a dash of suspense was a delight to write. I love the Knight brothers. Of course, considering I created them. But if you’re into alpha males who meet their match with strong women, then you’ll love these stories. The brothers aren’t your average billionaire alphas. They are powerful and in charge, and although they might like to think they are in control, the women have a different say.

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Stepping into the dim lit room, she noticed the silver tray in the middle of the bed. At first, she didn’t see Declan, but there he was, a beacon to her weary soul. His jacket was gone and his tie undone. The crisp, white button down was unbuttoned partway, showing off his smooth, broad chest. He pushed away from the dresser, his gaze slipping over her. “Take the robe off,” he demanded.

Without hesitation, she reached up and pulled the belt free from her waist. Pushing the robe down her body, it landed at her feet in a puddle of silk. His eyes slightly widened as he took in the sexy baby-doll. Did she hear him growl? Her inner thighs trembled as she stood there under his heated stare, aching to have him remind her where his passion could take her.

“My God, you’re beautiful,” he said on an exhale of breath.

He cupped her face with his large hands and kissed her. When he pulled back, he pressed his forehead against hers. “If you don’t want this, don’t want me, now is the time to tell me.” His husky voice vibrated the center of her body.

Any tension remaining in her , any doubt or uncertainty, melted away. “I want this.”

Those three simple words broke all chains. He took her hand and together they walked to the bed. “Please have a seat, bella.”

Without hesitation, she sat on the edge of the mattress, pushing herself up to lean against the cold headboard. He took a step back to admire her, taking her in with his penetrating gaze. Witnessing the tightness of his jaw, the glazing of his eyes, made her nipples bunch against the delicate fabric. She stretched her legs out, bending one knee, not bothering to remove the red, three inch heels.

She’d keep on the fuck-me heels.

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Vote best title–Rhonda Lee Carver

Hi, y’all! Rhonda Lee Carver here!

I will be starting a new series soon, releasing 2017. This is a little different than my other series. These will be jam-packed with suspense, heat and bad-ass ex-military men who are total heroes.

I need help picking out a series title that grabs your attention. Can you help? Here are the choices…

  1. Covert Brotherhood
  2. Covert Warriors
  3. Code of Honor

Pick the one (only one please) that you like best and write it in the comment section. Then watch to see if your selection has won! Thank you!

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Another new release by Alice Gaines

New from Changeling Press:  Earth Con, Mated

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For the sake of her people, Princess Meriane must mate with an Earth man to bring more diversity into the gene pool. When she’s conceived a child, her mate will join the other males in the men’s colony. In this way, her culture has perpetuated itself in peace for generations after banning the hated Triani from their midst. Finding a proper bed partner shouldn’t be hard at Earth Con, should it?

Zarim has been sent to Earth Con to masquerade as an Earther in order to worm his way into Meriane’s bed and her heart. When he finds himself falling in love with the virginal but feisty princess, he has to discover a method to make peace between their peoples. Unfortunately, his very identity makes him an outcast on her planet.

Read an excerpt (not work safe).  At the bottom, you’ll see what I’m raffling off to someone on my newsletter list.

Before Meriane could change her mind, she dropped the blanket to the floor and stripped out of her underclothing.  Now naked, she grasped the shower curtain and pulled it back far enough for her to climb in.

“Welcome, Princess,” Zarim said.  “Let me wash your back.”

The water was, indeed, heavenly.  She let it run all over her body, the spray little pinpricks of pleasure.  True to his word, he lathered his hands and spread them over her shoulders and massaged the muscles.  With a sigh, she tipped her head to the side to give him better access.

“That’s it,” he said.  “Feel good?”

“My yes.”

“I can make you feel even better if you let me touch you all over.”

“I’m not sure I should.”  Yes, yes, yes.

“I won’t do anything your committee needs to hear about,” he said.  “You’ll still be a virgin.”

“You promise?”

“I haven’t lied to you yet, have I?”

Logical.  Granted, he hadn’t told her anything about himself, so he hadn’t had an opportunity to lie, but maybe that was being picky.  He could have taken advantage of her the night before and hadn’t.  He’d only helped her.

“I’d like that,” she said.

“Believe me, so would I.”  He tugged her back against him.  He must have lost his erection, or she’d feel it against her backside now.  He couldn’t take her virginity without one, so he had to be telling her the truth.  Now he wrapped his arms around her and lathered his hands in front of her.  After setting the soap aside, he cupped her breasts and worked the flesh with strong fingers.  Oh my, he’d been right about making her feel good.  She seemed to swell to fill his palms, and her nipples stiffened.  When he circled the peaks with his thumbs, something surged inside her.  The same excitement she’d felt since the beginning in his presence, but so much more intense.  For a moment, she forgot to breathe, and she had to work for air.  Other parts of her body responded as well, especially between her legs.  He hadn’t touched her there, but the sensitive flesh craved him, nevertheless.  This was dangerous and delicious, and she’d let him do exactly what he wanted.

Again, he soaped his hands.  This time, he wrapped an arm firmly around her, still cupping one breast.  Then he ran a palm over her belly toward her sex.

As if he knew about the ache between her thighs, his fingers went directly there, into the hairs covering her sex.  She shouldn’t let him touch her there.  It was forbidden territory except for her mate.  But she’d already granted him so much, and no one would know what happened in this place so far away from Phaena.  And he’d created such a need inside her.  Such a craving that if he didn’t do something to ease the throbbing she’d have to do it herself.

When he parted the lips there, he took away any power to tell him to stop.  She’d already consented by allowing him to go this far, and his touch felt so blessed good.

Then he found the exact spot — the little organ at the very center of her existence.  When he rubbed it, she whimpered and leaned back against him.

His arm still supported her, or she would have fallen.  She was melting from the inside out, her bones pliant.  All her concentration was focused on that one place.  As he rubbed and stroked it, she had to struggle for breath.  Yes, she’d touched herself before and understood the resulting pleasure.  This was so far out of her experience as to create a new world of sensation.

“You’re going to come for me, Princess,” he whispered into her ear.  Something else registered, too.  He’d grown hard again, and the length of his shaft pressed against her buttocks.  If they were to mate, he’d put the thing inside her.  Until that moment, she’d never understood how her body could accept something so large.  Now her sex commanded it.  Could he take her right here in the shower?  What position would work?

“Your sweet pussy is so wet,” he said.  Now he stroked the inside of the lips, and they swelled and grew heavy.  She was indeed moist, and not just from the shower still pelting her front.  Each stroke of his fingers drew more from her, and each time he landed on her clitoris, she rushed closer to completion and transformation.

“I want to hear you sing,” he said as he continued pressing her secret spot.  The storm built and built inside her.  She’d already given up on rational thought and even her other senses.  Nothing existed except the pressure against her most sensitive flesh.  She could only rest against him and let him finish what he’d started.  Any moment now.  Please, please…

Then the bonds holding her to reality snapped, and she soared into orgasm.  For a moment, it crushed the breath from her, and then she was crying out as her sex clenched and released rhythmically.  Unbelievable, although she couldn’t deny the voice bounding off the tiles was hers.  Nothing had ever felt like that.  She wouldn’t have believed it possible if anyone had told her she could respond so forcefully.

Eventually, it ended, and she remained cradled against his body as a sweet lethargy settled over her.

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GUISE’trilogy Menage A Trois’ by R.M.Simone’ The man with the GREEN EYES

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GUISE’ man With Green Eyes…  GUISE’ pronounced ( gheez) French
THOSE GREEN Eyes…what was it about his eyes? Something played behind those eyes that drew me into the colors of the waters of Caribbean blues with aquamarine greens. It was his SOUL that drew me. But those eyes…ah, those green eyes.

GUISE’ trilogy by R.M.Simone; Soul Mate of the PAST.

Somehow in that first meeting his eyes spoke volumes to me and it was his soul. It was a business meeting in London for my new publisher and this threw me a curve. Now the VISIONS I was having and dreams made more sense. COMING ATTRACTIONS. I saw, felt and was submerged into an ocean of water around me with those green eyes of his starring into my soul. One word came to mind…ATLANTIS.

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