Crawl into Bed With Raven McAllan

Crawling Into Bed With

   Raven McAllan

And a Good Book

  *crawls into bed* So, Raven, (completely love that sexy name, by the way!) Important things first, are these sheets silk or cotton?

Crisp, egyptian cotton. Oh yes!

 *mmm* And what are you wearing?

That's the silk bit. not a lot though. (Or skin maybe)  Silk is slippery in all the wrong ways!

   So, Raven,*slides over the crisp cotton* What are we snacking on in bed while we read tonight?

Ho Hum... if I'm sharing the bed.... I'll snack on him! If I'm all on my lonesome, chocolate, and champagne.

   *raises brow* Really, now... If I open this nightstand drawer, what will I find?  

Chocolate! And er vaseline (great for chapped lips!), and lots of goodies of ALL types. (Hey, I write erotica, what would you expect?)

  

 *chuckles*  Do you roll up in the blankets like a burrito, or kick the covers off during the night?

Oh, roll up! I love to snuggle. Of course, it's much better when I have someone to snuggle with.

  Oh, I love snuggling.  Can I put my cold feet on your calves to warm them up?

 Two way street. you can if I can.

   * laughs* Well, that would make for an intersting tangle of limbs, now wouldn't it? What are we reading? 

 Wallflowers Don't Wilt. Available October 7th, from Breathless Press


Excerpt:

Two women on the verge of freedom. One man looking for adventure. Can he persuade them freedom comes in many forms, including three bodies entwined?

Read the excerpt and see what you think...

"So, Ivo." There was a saucy smile on Arabella's face, matched by the one on Serena's, as they both faced him, seemingly now wide awake. "Just what is making your breeches stand up so?"

Minx. In fact, minxes. Plural. They knew much more than any well-bred young lady should.

"My cock. Desirous of attention. Preferably inside one of you." He looked to see their reaction. No maiden modesty there. Yet another look exchanged between them. He wished he could interpret the meaning. He had a lot to learn, he mused, and was sure considerable enjoyment would prevail as he did so.

"We need to try before we buy. Or, in this case, see before we agree." Serena laughed audaciously. "Lud, I am a poet. So, Ivo, the choice is yours: do we see this excitable appendage? Touch? Perchance taste? For we have no need of its uses unless we so decide."

This was something they had discussed in length before they decided to take it upon themselves to speak to him in such an unconventional manner. Perfectly happy until that evening, his request had reawakened ideas both had discussed and discarded many years earlier. However, neither chose to agree or admit to anything that may spoil their future life without due consideration. Seeing what could be on offer not only filled those criteria, but as Bella has so succinctly put to Serena, "If we choose to go no further, we will be in the envious position of perusing a man's protuberance in all its supposed glory."

"Bella?" He turned for her response, his hands already poised to open the placket on his breeches.

"Oh, Ivo, I am in agreement. We hear about this part of a male and are told it is something we as ladies of the ton have no necessity to bother with, for it will only disturb us when it has a yearning to procreate." She wrinkled her nose. "Such a waste if it can only bring us delights we have never felt a need for. Therefore, we need to know what, where, and how we will be involved with your cock. We need to see how, without us, it serves you." 

They intended to make him work for their cooperation then? He liked the idea. He had to come or explode, so why not come with them watching? 

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