A Hot-Hot Greetings to all those in reader-land!With Vixen Bright's and Zachary Zane's BOOK NOOKIE-A LIBRARIAN'S GUIDE TO THE DO-ME DECIMAL SYSTEM about to be released we'd like to share the third of five excerpts from the beginning of each of the
books vignettes. We hope you enjoyed and want to read more...more...more...!
A: You know this is shameless self-promotion for our alter-egos, don't you?
Z: Your point?
A: Errrr....ummmm...guess I don't have one. (Big grin)
The Story:At the library, while the facially scared Kathryn Pines obsesses over books,Keen Edge appears out of nowhere. Looking exactly like the sizzling hunk on a book cover, he invites Kathryn to journey with him into stories, she the heroine, he the hero. Every lusty, luscious, whimsical adventure is overlaid with elements of bondage and submission.
Kathryn surrenders to the passions and adventures of four tales raging from contemporary to fantasy, and soon loses her heart to Keen. Keen, though, isn’t just a character in a book and his invitation to forever might be more ominous than it appears.
Excerpt:
from COACH
He nodded
from COACH
Kathryn and Keen met at a campus café, the Rat’s Cage. “So if you
are treating, is this tax dollars or personal money?”
"Why?”
“Am I with the agent or the woman?”
“The woman who is an agent.”
“Let me talk to the woman.”
“Fine.” She smiled at his charm.
“You need to thank your parents. They created one very attractive
off-spring.”
“Fine.”
“Now, the agent.”
“Fine.”
“I know you are telling me what you are told to tell me, but I want to
be involved more. This investigation is far too slow. Who can I talk to?”
“Me.”
“Well. You need to get your bodacious ass moving.”
“Sit tight.”
Silence followed as they read the menu. The couple found their
thoughts meandered freeform to that little nook in their souls where naughty
ideas played openly.
Keen saw the menu’s words but they didn’t conjure up an appetite.
He hungered for Kathryn, not food. In retrospect, he had wanted her at first
sight. Even agitated and worried for his sister, his cock responded in her
presence. He hated she had the ability to do that just by her presence. But,
gawd, who wouldn’t respond? Luscious, tempting, irresistible came to mind
when he considered what that full beautiful mouth could do to his cock.
The man flashed to the menu, noticed the foot-long hoagie and
considered, “Being from Philly, I’m a foot-long fan, you?”
“I’ve been known to have one every once in awhile.”
With those words, Keen sped right back to that naughty nook in his
mind. Few ever fully engulfed his rod. Too big some complained. For that
reason, he doubted Kathryn would. Despite the cool sophisticated persona
she presented, something wild and untamed shadowed her eyes. He could
almost hear her moans and feel the pulsations of his cock sliding into her
twat. He sensed she’d give totally, willingly, never even suggesting coy or
reluctance. He wanted to fuck her, fuck her now. He berated himself for
thoughts that raced from the safety of Kimmie, and tried to focus on the
menu.
Kathryn looked up from the menu. “So much to choose from.”
“I think I might get the hoagie. Wanna share my foot-long?”
She wanted to laugh but forced herself to return to the process of
selecting. She silently pondered. Salad? Sandwich? Dessert? Just dessert.
Surprisingly, the afore two words inspired a lewd image, Keen nude and
ready, his cock extended, her pussy willing to be invaded. Now that would be
dessert!
She looked up as he folded his menu and found his silence and
strong jowl captivating. Absolutely, just dessert. Her continued wayward
thoughts didn’t astonish her. Considering, her previous hunger, she actually
felt somewhat sedate in comparison. She wasn’t ashamed of her healthy sex
drive. Though fastidious about choosing a partner, shyness took a backseat to
lusty need. She usually took what she wanted with as much drive and desire
as any man would yet a part of her yearned for that male control, to be
simply taken, fucked without mercy.
Observing his formidable shoulders and powerful hands, she
marveled a man with such strength could be so gentle. Most leaned toward
being brutes without true heart, not what she wanted or needed. Kathryn
couldn’t seem to find a man who knew how to unleash her vulnerability,
master her yet retain a measure of sensitivity. From what she knew of this
man, he had possibilities. The thought of just what he could do to her and she
to him nearly had Kathryn wiggling in her seat to sate a sudden and
undeniable itch. Considering the circumstances, she should feel shame.
Instead, she just felt horny and wet.
“Just dessert.”
“The hoagie offer is still open.” Yet again, Agent Pines felt a twinge
of guilt lusting after this man while his concerns revolved around his missing
sister. It didn’t help she directly misrepresented the DEA’s involvement. But
now knowing the man, understanding the power of family to him, she wanted
to be the purveyor of truth not subterfuge.
Their conversation was small-talk, each avoiding the emotional
pratfalls of Kimmie. She knew if she shared that his sister was kidnapped,
he’d react.
She suspected he knew something else was happening, that his
sister’s safe return was secondary to something bigger, and instantly
recognized the moment he decided to take control. “Can I see you again?”
“Socially or professionally?” she asked.
“I wouldn’t ask if it were professional.”
“I get the dilemma. We’ve people in Barbados. I am just a conduit. I
see no conflict of interest. We can date unless something changes.”
He nodded
****
We'd love to hear from anyone interested in what we do. Anyone who writes us at writingteamcw@yahoo.com (Write - Blog - in subject line) and leaves an s-mail address, we will send you a gift and add you to any future mailings.
Angelica Hart and Zi KILLER DOLLS ~ SNAKE DANCE ~
CHASING YESTERDAY CHRISTMAS EVE...VIL ~ Christmas 2012
http://www.champagnebooks.com/
Vixen Bright and Zachary Zane STEEL EMBRACE
BOOK NOOKIE-A LIBRARIAN'S BUIDE TO THE DO-ME DECIMAL SYSTEM (coming soon)
http://www.carnalpassions.com/
THE FABLE OF SIN-SIN CINDERELLA Series
angelicahartandzi.com
No comments:
Post a Comment