Crawl in Bed With Kharisma

Crawl in Bed With Kharisma

Crawling Into Bed With
Kharisma Rhayne
And a Good Book

Important things first, are these sheets silk or cotton?
It depends on the weather. Most of the year silk or satin (I love the slippery feel), but I have pulled out the flannel and cotton for this month and next.

What are you wearing?
Black tank top and Eeyore pajama bottoms (What? So, I like Eeyore)

What are we snacking on in bed while we read tonight?
Well, *that* kind of eating isn’t allowed in my bed—however, I generally bring in a Pepsi or a hot cup of orange and jasmine spice green hot tea.

If I open this nightstand drawer, what will I find?
Let’s see, my Kindle and, uhh, a variety of little Eden Fantasy toys.

Do you roll up in the blankets like a burrito, or kick the covers off during the night?
I have to roll up in them (and I have tons of pillows too) or my dogs steal them all. They’re great electric blankets though.

Can I put my cold feet on your calves to warm them up?
*cringes* …but, they’re cold, I hate cold L

What are we reading?  
Well, I’ve been really into Highlanders lately (*looks around* -- don’t judge – hot, long hair, tan, bulging muscles…big swords). Anyway, I just finished a series by Donna Grant and am now reading Highland Shift by Laura Harner.
From me, I’ve been hanging out with my boys Nigel and Lance. Nigel being the professional football player and my love of football…and Lance’s willingness to do anything to please Nigel – well, you see how we all get along. Right?

He grabbed Lance’s arm, “Lance, come on. Let’s just try to enjoy the rest of our day.” He let his other hand slide down his back and onto his ass.
          As much as Lance tried not to respond, he knew fighting it was useless. Every time Nigel touched him his mind turned into much and his cock got hard. All he could think about was having him.
          Giving in, he pushed himself against Nigel, feeling his arousal against his own. He heard a gasp as Nigel leaned over and brushed his lips against his. Realizing it was him that made the sound he knew, without a doubt, their conversation was over.
          As Nigel felt Lance’s body relax, he knew they could enjoy the rest of their day. They could now enjoy each other.
          It felt like forever had passed since they were in each other’s arms last night. Surprisingly, the longer they were together, nothing ever got old. Everything stayed new. Nigel desired Lance as much now as he did the first day they met.
          Reaching to the back of his shirt, Nigel pulled it over his head and let it fall to the floor.
Instantly Lance latched onto a pierced nipple with his mouth. He loved Nigel’s bad boy look, the long hair, the pierced nipples and cock, the tattoos. It’s what made Nigel stand out. He had first been attracted to him when he saw the huge dragon tattoo that spanned across his back. Well, the muscles didn’t hurt anything either.
He ran his hand down Nigel’s muscular abs and heard him moan as his hand grazed the top of his cock. Urged on by the sound, Lance unfastened Nigel’s jeans, pulling them down as he dropped to his knees in front of him.

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  1. I really enjoyed your interview. Great job:)

  2. Thanks for stopping by Andi --

    and thanks so much for having me here today Lee :D

  3. Great interview! And really hot excerpt! Thank you!

  4. Hot. Just a question: the sentence: "Every time Nigel touched him his mind turned into much and his cock got hard. " Did you mean 'mush'? I know my mind turns into mush when I'm in a similar situation with pierced guys who have tats!

    1. I did...that was pre-editing. Thank goodness it got fixed.

  5. That was a sexy excerpt! And I'd love silky or satiny sheets too of I wasn't cold ALL THE TIME!! I remember the ones my grandma used to have (she had a gorgeous bed), and I thought I'd always have them when I grew up too. I guess she has thicker blood :> Great interview!

    1. My grandma too, I've very guilty of losing the pretty bedding in exchange for warmth :D


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