Monday, September 19, 2011
Sexy snippet from Darker side of Heaven
I'd like to share a hot excerpt from my erotic paranormal romance- The Darker side of Heaven. Now available on Amazon Kindle!!
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Adam's eyes widened; his nostrils flared. Sexually charged pheromones permeated the air.
"Good Evening, April."
So much for no distractions.
She stood in the doorway clad in a tight, Harley Davidson, long-sleeved T-shirt, snug, very short, jean shorts, and brown Ugg boots. She looked every inch the modern
"Did I come at a bad time?" April asked, placing a blood red fingernail to her lips.
"Understatement of the year, I'd say it's colossally poor timing."
Adam gazed upon her body as she slinked toward him. The exaggerated sway of her hips, her thumbs hooked in her belt loops, pulling her shorts down just enough to expose her navel, affording him a glimpse of smooth skin above her sex.
His cock twitched.
"Oh, Adam Blake, I intend to."
He grimaced. Her hormonal scent wreaked havoc with his supernatural senses. He hadn't meant to project his thoughts.
"This really is not such a good time. Your mother called the Sheriff's station. She's worried about you, rightly so tonight. The woods aren't safe."
April laughed, running her hands over the lithe contours of her body.
"The woods aren't the only thing that isn't safe tonight. She glanced at Adam's crotch. "Your cock, for starters."
Adam clenched his jaw. April's presence was a major distraction, one he did not need, particularly not so soon after consuming Cassie's potent cocktail. The girl was playing a dangerous game.
"I'm flattered, April, but I don't have the time. I'm going to take you home as soon as I get dressed."
"No, it's not okay. The hell with my mother, I'm twenty-three, not a toddler. Just because she's a sexually repressed witch doesn't mean I have to be. I want you, all of you, and not one fiber of clothing on that magnificently sculpted body. The only thing that should be on it is my tongue."
His cock strained against the zipper of his jeans. He could see her carotid pulse seductively, hear her labored breathing, the rhythmic beating of her heart.
"Be careful what you wish for, little girl."
"You will come to know I am not a little girl, but a woman who unconditionally
offers herself to you, mind, body, and soul. Take me, Adam Blake. Bury your cock deep inside me. Forget the stupid bitch Brightman; forget every woman in your life. Drink of my blood, which burns hot for you. Mark me, and I shall become the sun you cannot feel upon your body."
He was on her in an instant, roughly pushing her against the wall with enough force to dislodge a framed picture.
His cock pulsed behind the denim, aching for release, aching to be shoved between her trembling thighs, savagely violating her feminine core.
"Is this what you desire, April Rayne?" His voice raspy, threatening.
"Y-yes, take me. Fuck me. Do with me what you will. I'm yours."
Adam caressed her heaving chest through her T-shirt, and then pulled it up, exposing her perfectly rounded flesh. He ran a hand over her creamy skin, cupping the generous heft of her breast. He squeezed her buttocks with the other, eliciting a moaning sigh from April as she thrust her hips, writhing against his rigid length.
"Oh god, fuck me now! I want you inside of me. I want to come, and then I want to suck you, taste you, lick my desire off your cock!"
His fangs elongated.
"Then you shall come to know all of me."
April moans turned to screams.