Crawling Into Bed With Elyzabeth M. VaLey
And a Good Book
Important things first, are these sheets silk or cotton?
Cotton, soft yet not too slippery.
What are you wearing?
I like to keep things simple and comfy: a band t-shirt and black undies. Did I mention I’m braless?
What are we snacking on in bed while we read tonight?
White chocolate with bits of coconut. Mmmmmm
If I open this nightstand drawer, what will I find?
Nightstand drawer? I have none of that, just a regular little table with lip balm, alarm clock, hand cream, lamp, notebook, pens, glasses case, water bottle and oh, wait, no, where are you going? Come back! Hey, no, there’s nothing to see inside my closet. Come here! No, no, don’t open that drawer! Stop!
Do you roll up in the blankets like a burrito, or kick the covers off during the night?
Depends on the season, but I tend to burry myself in the duvet like a burrito.
Can I put my cold feet on your calves to warm them up?
Sure darling, but be aware that I might ask for something in exchange. *wink*
What are we reading? (include your cover art, buy links & excerpt)
A Dragon’s Heart, A Demon’s Blood
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Excerpt:
Glimpsing the tent in his jeans, she gasped.
“Already?”
In an instant, he was upon her, his mouth devouring hers and making her legs weak.
“You make me lose control, sweetheart, and I’ll be damned if that hasn’t happened in years.”
His hands slid down her waist over her hip and onto her thigh. Her breath hitched as she searched Adrian’s dark eyes.
“Already, you ask?” He sneered, his calloused fingers rising higher and caressing the junction between her legs. His fingertips skimmed over her labia, finding her wet entrance. His grin became smug. Adrian’s nostrils flared and his eyes flashed red as he dipped two fingers inside her, wringing out a breath she’d not been aware of holding.
“You’re already wet for me, sweetheart.”
Bringing his lips down to her, he stole another short kiss that had her whimpering against him.
“Adrian.”
She hugged him, bringing him closer and searching for his warm touch again. His eyes scanned her face, his gaze softening.
“You don’t want this, sweetheart.”
“Yes, yes I do,” she replied pushing herself against his hand. His thumb brushed over her clit. Victoria tensed. Her orgasm hung from a cliff, ready to fall.
“I do want it.”
Tangling her fingers in his hair, she pulled him to her mouth, teasing the seams with her tongue. He groaned and she tasted him with longing. Sucking on his tongue, she made love to it as he pleasured her with his fingers. Her body became a mass of over-sensitized sparks as he coordinated his thumb with his seesawing digits. His hand on her waist, held her in place as she humped against him.
“Come on, sweetheart.”
His husky baritone triggered her release. Victoria cried out, her pussy convulsing in short waves, hot liquid dripping onto Adrian’s fingers. Her towel fell to a heap on the floor as she lost control, the cool breeze doing little to soothe her heated skin. She wanted more. She wanted all of him.
Victoria moved to embrace him but he stepped away from her. Drawing his fingers into his mouth, he briefly closed his eyes emitting a barely audible sound of pleasure. When he opened them again, she gasped. Red sparks danced in his green depths.
“No, Victoria. You don’t want this.”
Shaking his head, he turned around and strode out of the room. Victoria stood rooted to the spot, watching in shock as he left the apartment, the main door slamming shut. Tears dampened her vision. Picking up the t-shirt he’d given her, she put it on. More tears trailed down her cheeks as the smell of detergent mingled with his scent. Taking a deep breath, she hastily brushed them away.
“Get a grip, Vicky.”
Wrapping the discarded towel around her wet hair, she strode to the kitchen, her stomach growling. She didn’t think she’d find anything edible in the small kitchen, but luckily Adrian kept a box of cereal and a few cartons of unopened milk. Digging into the meal, she shivered slightly as an unsettling feeling grew in her chest. The watchful eyes were back.
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Thanks Lee! It was fun ;-)
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