Today, I am sharing a couple of excerpts from my second erotic romance, Memphis Heat. This book is really a scorcher, if I do say so myself. I am going to share an explicit passage, so if that is not your idea of a good read, please do not continue, as I would NEVER want to knowingly offend someone with the content of my books. Remember to leave a comment to become eligible for a $10 Gift Card to Amazon or Barnes and Noble (winner’s choice).
ADULT EXCERPT (MUST BE 18 OR OLDER TO CONTINUE):
Maeve rounded the corner of her street and her heart skipped a beat when she saw a silver BMW convertible parked in her driveway. A familiar tall, dark-haired man wearing sunglasses leaned against the door with his arms crossed over his broad chest, waiting for her. His long, denim-clad legs went on for days. She couldn’t breathe.
Naughty Girl whispered in her ear, “You want him? You want that enormous cock inside you right now? You want another taste of him? You know he wants you as much. Go. Get. Him.” Maeve doubled her speed and raced toward him.
Steele saw her when she turned the corner. He shifted away from the car and began to walk with purpose to meet her. She was running with the grace of a dancer. Her long, tanned, toned legs instantly brought back memories of them being wrapped around him as he buried himself in her. Her breasts swayed as she ran toward him, just as they had when she had been astride him, riding his cock like Lady Godiva. He wanted her. His hardening cock ached to be free to plunge into that hot, sweet pussy of hers. Sex with Maeve was more than sex. Its potency sustained him for hours beyond the sexual act itself. Hell, for days he had relived that night, finding himself in a semi state of arousal at the mere thought of it. He was able to recall the sights, sounds, scents, and touches at will. He had made his mind up he would see her today, no matter how stupid the reason he dreamed up sounded. Being in her presence was a need more than just a desire for him.
Maeve made her decision and ran as fast as she could toward him, before she could change her mind. When she reached him, she jumped into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and holding his face in her hands as she devoured his mouth with hungry lips and tongue. He slid his hands around her naked waist, and then slid them under her bottom to hold her close to him. His fingertips grazed her open sex as he did, and a groan of desire emanated from Maeve’s throat.
Steele wasn’t sure what had brought on this dizzying reception, but he wasn’t willing to break the spell with words right now. He stopped kissing her long enough to pull back and look questioning into her smoky blue eyes. She answered him with three words spoken barely above a whisper, “Fuck me, please.”
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Steele didn’t recall how they managed to get inside the house from the front yard. He only knew he was fucking the life out of her, and at her request. He had lifted her into his arms and ravished lips and tongue as he walked her over to the nearest piece of furniture inside the door. He settled her on the edge of the dining table and proceeded to thrust the full length of his cock into her soaking wet pussy. He shoved it in and out of her as he continued to kiss her and knead her breasts with his hands. Maeve reclined back on the table unwrapping her legs from around his waist. She propped her heels on the edge, opening herself even wider for him. She held onto the sides of the table and lifted her hips to meet each thrust with one of her own. Their eyes locked as he began to rub her clit with the pad of his thumb while continuing to pound himself into her.
“Does that feel good to you? Isn’t this the way you like it?” He bit his lip as he watched her begin to squeeze her own breast, pinching and pulling at the nipple. She flexed her muscles around his shaft as she ground herself against each thrust.
“I like that enormous cock of yours ramming into me like a fucking jackhammer! Don’t stop, now. That’s it…it’s coming. Please, don’t stop.”
Maeve moaned and began to quicken her gasps for breath, which Steele knew from their past encounter signified her nearing climax. He slowed down to drag his cock, slick with her juices, almost out of her, only to begin rapidly entering only the head in and out of her, causing a complete shock to her system.
“Damn your ass, Steele! Don’t stop, now! Fuck me like a freaking horse! Ram it harder inside of me.”
“What is it with you and animals? Last time it was a lion you compared me to. Now a horse?” He smacked her bottom and pushed deeply into her hot, wet pussy.
“All it means is don’t you dare hold back on me. I want every inch of you inside me. Now, that’s more like it.” She was practically growling at him as she bolted upright and wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, making sure she was firmly against him. She wrapped her arms around his neck and bit into his lower lip and pulled, causing him to groan in response.
Steele held her with one arm around her back, and reached down to pinch and twist her hardened nipple as he glared into her eyes. She cried out and arched her back as he lowered her back down to the table and covered her body with his own. He leaned down to take the aching bud into his warm mouth to soothe it with his tongue. He held both of her wrists over her head, clamped in one hand as he used the other to hold her breast to his lips to kiss and suck it. He grazed his teeth lightly back and forth over the puckered nipple, causing her to moan in what appeared to be utter bliss. He covered her mouth with his own as he slipped his hand between them to resume rubbing her swollen clit with the pad of his thumb.
He moved his lips to her ear where he whispered his warm breath into her ear saying, “Are you ready? She feels hot and hard and ready to explode. I think she’s tired of holding on. Do you want to let go?”
Maeve only nodded as he stood and held her hips in his hands and plunged into her with a thrust that seemed to push against her very womb. He shifted his hips as he deep stroked her to a shattering climax, and released his own hot seed as she milked every last drop out of his cock with her sweet sex.
Steele lifted her into his arms and carried her toward what he assumed would be the bedroom area. Her legs were wrapped around him, and he was still embedded inside her body. He stepped into a large bedroom and into the adjoining bath. He led them directly into the large shower stall and turned on the faucets and let the jets of hot water begin to spray over their spent bodies. He covered her mouth and let her body slide down the front of his as he reached blindly for the soap and began to rub it over her back. He kissed her face and neck as he lathered the fragrant soap over her bottom and between her legs. He slid his hands up to massage the soap onto her breasts that filled his hands, and pushed even deeper into his palms. He danced her around so that her body was under the steady stream of water, so he could run his hands over every luscious curve of her to die for body, rinsing off the soap he had so generously applied only moments before. He was rock hard again as he turned her and held her back against his chest as his hand traveled south to find her already hardened clit waiting for more attention. He hugged her closely and once again moved her so that her back leaned against the cool tile of the shower wall. He let his hands run from her shoulders down the length of her arms as he knelt before her glistening wet, smooth pussy. He lifted her thigh to rest over his shoulder as he looked up at her face, parting her lips with his long fingers revealing the pink nub that was already swollen with need. She placed her hand on his head and moved it to her secret place to allow him to lave, suck, and flick greedily at will. He placed his other hand on her bottom to hold her at a better angle to receive the praise his tongue lavished on the very core of her femininity.
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Maeve leaned her head back and closed her eyes, reveling in the exquisite pleasure she was experiencing from this man’s heavenly mouth. He had gone from fucking her like a crazed being to bathing her with such tenderness she could hardly breathe. He never stopped shocking her. She thought she had him figured out, but he kept surprising her. She wouldn’t think about the “after”, but instead focus on the “right now”. She’d just have to put the gloves back on when this tryst was over. She didn’t trust him, but she wanted him. He obviously felt the same on that level. She looked down at the dark haired head buried between her legs, felt the kneading of her toned ass by long, strong fingers, rode the shimmering tingles coursing over her body. She felt the building tension, and knew he was bringing her to a sweet release of the pain she craved with him. She sunk her hands into his hair and arched her hips even closer to his warm, giving mouth. He sucked on her clit as she cried out with the intensity of the rush. She tried to close her leg and move away from his relentless tongue. The pain was almost excruciating, but he held her thigh open and wouldn’t release her. She was nearly screaming when he kissed her clit deeply, and stood quickly to swallow her scream with his mouth and hold her as tightly as he could while her whole body convulsed with the shudders that shot like lightning bolts through her. He reached to open the shower door and walked her backwards out into the steamy room. He lowered her onto the soft, plush runner on the tile floor and held her in his arms as he entered her with a gentleness that brought tears to her eyes. She opened her limp body to receive him, crying at the thought that this was something she would never have with him or anyone else again.
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Damn! She fits me like a glove. Her pussy is so tight and hot. She’s having some fucking hard spasms after the tongue-fucking I just gave her. That feels so damn good. She’s too fucking good for you, Ottinger. She’s out to save the world, and you are out to conquer it. You are a ruthless, heartless son of a bitch. She’s a freaking Mother Teresa to this community. Better cut and run. It’s business. Don’t even think of letting this get personal. Fuck! She’s crying…”
He brushed away the tear with his thumb and asked her softly against her damp cheek, “Maeve? Did I hurt you?”
She shook her head and smiled faintly as he looked into the sapphire eyes gazing up at him. She was breathtakingly beautiful as she lay beneath him, completely surrendered to his wants and wishes. His heart seemed to skip in his chest as he drank in the moment for remembrance sake. She tightened her arms around him, and he began to make love to her slowly with a deliberate tenderness that he couldn’t resist, though he knew he should. He didn’t want to feel a sense of intimacy with her. He wouldn’t be sticking around. He was going to buy that property and be gone. Forever. But…he was a selfish bastard. He wanted it like this with her right now. He’d be gone and never think about it again. Unless, of course, he chose to do so.
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