Thursday Stuff

Currently Reading: Finished Kaenar's Something Naughty This Way Comes. Verrrrry hot! Go over to Total-E-Bound and pick up a copy for yourselves!
Checked my TBB list: The One Touch, One Glance Anthology is next, followed by Stone and Sea! I'll get them tomorrow.


Watching the news this morning, I decided a certain reality show needs to call it quits, if only for the sake of the minor children involved. The adults need to get their personal lives back under control; otherwise, they risk the disintegraation of their family.

I was thrilled to learn Shawn Johnson won Dancing With The Stars (I can't get ABC, so can't watch it), and since I don't follow American Idol, except for the results, I was neither upset nor happy that Kris beat out Adam.

Only FOUR school days left! I've decided I'm going to stick with the 6:30 wake-up time and get my lazy butt to the walking path every morning. I guess it wouldn't be prudent to stop at the bakery afterwards for a latte and a bagal? Treat myself to a Denny's Grand Slam? I'll come home to a bowl of Cap'n Crunch.

Last day to enter for a chance to win Kenzie's book! Simply leave a comment here, or over at Kenzie's Place and I'll draw for a winner tonight.

In fact, let me tease you a little...

Blurb: When Amber Johnson agrees to fill in as a last-minute chef of a dinner party, she is surprised to learn the client is none other than her ex-boyfriend, Marc Denton. The kitchen sizzles with their unfinished business; will the flames of love reignite, or will Marc’s scheming father succeed in keeping them apart?

Marc and Amber are furious when they discover lies that have kept them apart for three years. With Amber by his side again, will Marc find the courage to stand up to his father and hold on to his true love?

Excerpt:
“Shhh….” She bent down to kiss him. “Morning.”

“Morning,” he yawned. “What the hell….” He tugged his left hand.

She intercepted his right hand as he reached for her breast and bound it to the end of the blue belt. “I’m holding you hostage for a few moments. Is it okay?”

Marc grinned warily, shifting onto his back. “What are you doing?”

Amber pushed the blankets aside and straddled him. “Just relax.” She kissed him lightly, the tips of her breasts grazing his chest. She nipped at his jaw line and rubbed her cheek against his morning stubble. “You always have that dark and dangerous look in the morning.”

“That’s me; dark and dangerous,” he echoed. “Is that why you tied me up?”

“Every time you touch me, I melt,” she complained good-naturedly. “So, I made sure you couldn’t touch me until I had my way with you.”

“You begged me to touch you last night,” he reminded her, groaning when she sucked lightly on his neck. “Am…, no hickies….”

“Don’t worry. I won’t leave any marks.” She moved lower, scraping her teeth over his flat nipples, hearing him gasp. “Like that?”

Marc closed his eyes. She was the only one who had ever loved his whole body. The women he’d had in the past three years, besides his ex-wife, were only interested in his hard cock.
Amber felt his member swelling against her inner thigh and smiled to herself. But this was her show; she wasn’t going to let him rush her. She moved to his other nipple, giving it the same attention as the first. Her hands passed lovingly over his ribs, stroking the light fur tapering off from his naval to his groin area.

Marc flexed his arms as she repositioned her body lower. “Am…, my arms are going numb.”

“Just keep doing finger flicks,” she instructed, and licked her way to the base of his swollen cock, beads of pre-cum bubbling to its surface. She gave it a perfunctory kiss, dipping her finger into the moisture and tasting him. “Hmmm,” she said playfully. “Someone had chicken, rice, and whiskey last night.”

“Very funny,” he said testily. “You fed me. Now hurry up!”

“Naughty, naughty,” she scolded, sliding a finger between his balls and watching his cock twitch. “Impatient, are we?”

“I didn’t inflict this much torture on you last night,” he panted. “I believe you said ‘Fuck me’? So put your mouth on me.”

“Say ‘please’.”

Marc swore under his breath. “Please.”

She turned her head and licked his inner thigh from groin to knee.

“Amber!” he bellowed.

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I'm off to make lasagna for dinner and scrub down the kitchen cabinets. I know I said I'd do it yesterday, but...the computer held me captive all day. Scroll down for the reason in yesterday's post:)

And Jae posted an adorable video of baby Z. Go check it out here . Have a good day:)