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?
Excerpt:
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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