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Wanted to share with you my site for romantic tips.
Here are a few I’ve given in the past.
Now, some might argue that this can be an expensive endeaver. But it doesn’t have to be.
If it makes you feel sexy then it’s fair game – like wearing your boyfriend’s t-shirt without any thing else on.
A silk scarf — rubbed in the right place it can also add a tittalating spark to the fun.
Release your imagination and find lots of different materials to play with.
It’s so Simple
When was the last time you said the three little words we all love to hear?
“I love you” never grows old.
So stop by today and enjoy a few tips,
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In Hunter’s room, Mitch once again took over, whatever uncertainty he’d felt apparently gone. He pushed Hunter backward onto the bed and straddled him, smiling triumphantly. “Now you’re where you want me.”
“Uh-huh.” Hunter reached up to touch Mitch’s cheek. “I love you. Are you sure you’re okay?”
“I’ll be a hell of a lot better once I have your cock in my mouth.” He bent and kissed Hunter hard. “Hunter, don’t keep asking me, okay? If you do, it’s going to piss me off. I don’t want to second-guess this. The only thing is, don’t tell me I’m talented. Okay? Don’t say those words.”
“I’ll do my best.” Obviously that phrase had some association Mitch needed to avoid. Fortunately it wasn’t something Hunter was likely to say. Good, yes. Talented, probably not.
“Okay.” Mitch moved off Hunter and tugged on the waistband of Hunter’s jeans. “Will you take these damned things off so I can see what I’m about to taste?”
“You can’t undress me?” Hunter teased. He had always found it incredibly hot when a partner wanted him badly enough to take off his clothes without waiting for him to do it.
“I can.” Mitch pulled the jeans down. “But I want to watch you strip for me.”
“Ah. Voyeur.” That was pretty hot too. Hunter lifted his ass off the bed to shove his jeans and boxer briefs down to his thighs, then raised his legs to pull them off. It wasn’t the most graceful way to undress, but it was fast, which was what he was trying for.
“Fucking hell, you’re gorgeous.” Mitch took the clothes from Hunter’s hand and threw them on the floor. “Lie back and let me look at you. Let me touch you, okay?”
“Whatever you want to do is fine with me.” Hunter touched Mitch’s arm and looked him in the eye. “You don’t have to ask my permission either. Let’s do what we want to each other and agree to speak up if we need to slow down or stop. Promise?”
“If I say ‘carrot,’ stop what you’re doing.” Mitch caught Hunter’s nipple between his teeth, and Hunter gasped. The sensation was far from painful, but was so intense he wanted to scream. “And you say that if you need me to stop. I don’t know about you, but when I start to lose control I don’t know what the fuck’s coming out of my mouth, and I’m pretty unlikely to say ‘carrot’ unless I mean it.”
“‘Carrot’ it is.” Hunter gasped again as Mitch flicked his tongue over Hunter’s nipple. “God!”
“You might think so when we’re finished.” Mitch stretched out on his side next to Hunter and ran his hand up Hunter’s leg, stopping just short of where Hunter desperately wanted him to touch. “I don’t mean to delay this because I sure as hell want to suck your cock until you scream, but I have one favor to ask.”
“Anything.” At that point, Hunter doubted he would say no to a single thing Mitch requested.
“I want to fuck you.” Mitch hesitated, and uncertainty crept into his expression again. “I mean, inside you. You said you’re a top, but I… If you do me, I’m afraid I’ll have a flashback. I’ve never topped before, except once because the guy told me to, and I want to try because it might make things easier. If you’re okay with it, I mean. I don’t want to upset you.”
“Hey, you’re babbling.” Hunter slid his finger over Mitch’s lips, then caressed his cheek. It was exactly the question he’d anticipated, and he was glad Mitch had asked instead of accepting whatever happened. “I am usually a top, but if you want to be in control this time, I have no problem with it. Just be slow because I’m not used to it.” Hunter wasn’t used to any of it—not the physical part or allowing his partner to have so much control over him.
His chest tightened, and he took a deep breath. Given how much trust Mitch was giving him, the least he could do was trust in return.
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“Yes, we do piano tuning. What’s the model?” Molly grabbed an order pad and started taking notes, keeping an eye on the teens goofing off with the guitars. She knew them, trusted them for the most part, but that was because they knew her, too, and knew she was a hard-ass. “Earliest we can get to you would be next Wednesday. That okay?” The front door chimed as her cell phone began blasting “Smoke on the Water.” She ignored the phone and watched the older man wander to the sheet music section while she finished scheduling the piano tuning. She’d just hung up when the kids approached to pay for the picks and strings they wanted, and then silence rode behind them as they went out into the chilly October night.
Her cell rang again. The old man looked up, his eyes sharp, glancing down to where the driving beat of her favorite Deep Purple song demanded her attention. Instead of answering, though, she thumbed the unit to silence it and waited for the man to approach.
He carried a few sheets of music to the counter. Andante and March in D Major by Bach, for cello. “No Ode to Joy?” she asked, and the man shook his head.
“Too pedestrian,” he commented, his voice smooth and cultured. CIA, she guessed, though she never knew if she was right. She took the music from him and went into the back room, a little alarmed to hear her cell phone go off again. Someone really wanted to reach her. Why didn’t they call the store? Urgency gripped her insides, and she quickly found the box the man was here for, under a stack of plastic bags. She slid the folded papers he’d handed her with the sheet music into the file cabinet and shoved it closed, locking it before heading back out front. The man stood right where she’d left him, patiently holding his hat and apparently reading the calendar hanging next to the curtained doorway to the back room.
The man nodded at the calendar. She twisted to look, saw the flowering vines or whatever on the picture, and nodded impatiently. “Yeah, I guess.” She handed him the box a little too abruptly and reached for her phone.
“Ah.” The man tipped her a nod of thanks, raising the box a little, and left, thank God. She snatched up her phone. All the missed calls were from Jessica.
Panic made her fingers stiff as she hit the combination to return the call, not bothering to check the voice mails Jess had left. The phone rang four times before she answered, and every ring was a new horror, a new shaft of fear into Molly’s heart.
Killed in action.
Explosion, too few parts to identify.
“Hello? Molly? Hello?”
“Yes! Jessica. It’s me. What’s wrong? Calm down.” Jessica was hysterical, sobbing so hard Molly couldn’t understand a word she was saying. Her fears coalesced into a giant fist compressing her lungs until she could barely breathe. “Who is it, Jessica? Who’s…hurt?”
Rick, Donna, Chris, Brady. Please don’t let it be Brady, God that’s selfish but ple-ease don’t let it be Brady!
But Jessica couldn’t calm herself, and Molly had to wait her out, pacing behind the counter, Fitzpatrick names pounding in her head with each step, Fitzpatrick faces flashing behind her eyes as Jessica cried and coughed. Rick was sixty, with no history of heart disease, but that didn’t mean a heart attack couldn’t happen. Donna could have had a stroke, or fallen, or had a complication from her diabetes. They could have been in a car accident. Christopher…and Brady…
No. She couldn’t think it.
“Jessica,” she said softly but firmly, her own desperation well hidden. “You have to calm down. This isn’t good for you.”
“I know. I’m sorry.” The cries became more muffled, compressed. Choked back, rather than controlled.
“Tell me, hon. What is it? What happened?”
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Jack Mason is at the height of his career. Being one of the highest paid movie stars certainly has its perks, but despite all his riches and the women who constantly throw themselves at him, there is one thing he’s always desired.
Dean Walker was at a dead-end job in marketing when his cousin invited him to California for some much deserved rest and relaxation. He doesn’t quite mesh with the glitz and glamour of her Hollywood lifestyle, but he does his best to make nice for his cousin’s sake.
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