Howdy, everyone! A lot has happened in 1 month. Most exciting was beating the pants off a certain popular author in Author Rankings on Amazon for a whole day!
Here’s the proof–and yes, i have 19 screen shots of that baby! I’m having it made into a wallpaper for my office soon.
Another thing that happened was my kids are home for the summer, which means I can’t write. So I’ve spent a week turning my hours around and I’m now NOCTURNAL!
And lastly, I’ve got NEW COWBOYS! Ty from Ropin’ Hearts is one helluva sexy-hot cowboy.
Ty’s top good things:
1. doesn’t mind getting dirty
2. good with his hands
3. excellent with rope
Ty’s top bad things:
1. ripped abs that look more like an 8-pack than a 6-pack
2. Texas drawl
3. doesn’t always shave
Read on for a scorching excerpt from ROPIN’ HEARTS, now available in ebook and paperback!
With Ty’s rough fingers blazing trails over and over Bree’s skin and his hard body glued to hers, she tried to make sense of what just happened.
He’d given her the best release of her life. But she’d been sex deprived for a while. Or it could have something to do with Stowe working her up first.
Or the way Ty commanded every part of me.
She felt him inside her head still, and she didn’t know if she liked him there. He’d torn down walls she hadn’t known existed. Making her hold his gaze, take his cock into her throat…
In the end she’d gotten him back a little, though. A bead of blood shimmered on his lower lip. He licked it off and gave her a warning look. “Don’t think you won’t pay for that.”
“You liked it.”
He rolled onto his knees then disappeared into the little bathroom. She watched his carved ass move away. When he returned, she admired his front more.
“What’s that look all about, huh, baby girl?” He hovered over her and stole her breath with his beauty. Arms rigid, brown hair tumbling into his blazing eyes. He shook it away. “I like you coming apart for me. And I did make a promise to claim your ass.”
Her stomach hollowed out, even as her pussy spasmed. “No you didn’t.”
“Maybe I only made the promise in my head. Either way. Roll over.”
When she didn’t move, his eyes glittered. “Not so brave, are you, baby girl?”
Oh hell no. He wasn’t calling her a coward, especially when it came to sex. She was more adventurous than any man had ever been able to live up to. She flopped onto her stomach. Her ass cheeks felt hot still. Were they red? A thrill traveled through her.
Ty grabbed a pillow and wadded it under her, hitching her ass higher into the air. Apprehension jolted her. What was he going to do? She grew wetter with every sweet tick of the minutes.
When he clamped his hands around her globes, she cried out.
“You don’t have to sound so damn happy about it.”
“Oh, but I am. You can’t imagine the pleasure I get from spanking you.”
He pinched one cheek and she reared. “Ow!”
“Stay down, stay still if you know what’s good for you.”
“You’re twisted, getting off on controlling me.”
“Damn straight. So are you. Otherwise why would you be so—” he eased his fingers into her pussy, “—fucking—” deeper, “—wet?”
She was. Drenched, gagging for this harsh play she found more arousing than anything in the world. She pushed backward, taking his fingers to the knuckles.
He fucked her pussy, making her writhe, the juicy noises clogging the air. When she started to squeak with impending release, he withdrew his fingers and painted the wetness over her pucker.
She tensed, heart pounding. The feel of him touching her there earlier still lingered. It drove her crazy. She bucked upward and met something soft and wet.
Mother of pearl, it’s his tongue.
Burrowing her face in the clean-smelling blankets, she lost herself to the taboo tonguing he was giving her ass. He ran the tip around every ridge, circling until she was rising off the bed to the rhythm he set. He teased the opening, parting her with his tongue then backing off.
She fisted the covers and begged with her body. Knowing he’d stop if she demanded more. Maybe if she begged nicely he’d give her what she really wanted. In some sick way, she’d be giving him something in turn—he obviously got off on having her at his mercy.
“Ty, please? Please make me come.”
He rumbled, and her heart hitched. She was right. He was actually fulfilling a need in him too. She gasped as he sank his tongue and wiggled it. Deep but not enough. She wanted his fingers and later his cock stretching her backside.
She wanted him to give up some control to her too, losing himself in this forbidden and exciting game.
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Pushin’ Buttons book 1
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~hardworking heroes–in bed and out~