Tuesday, December 11, 2012

Sexy Six Hundred NSFW

Colorful bathroom with awesome clawfoot tub.

 I've been running little snippets of books on Twitter and Facebook this week. I like to section out a single line that makes me happy and post it. Today, I carved out a little (very NSFW!) snippet from Boys Next Door to post on my blog. Something to keep you warm...now that some cold weather is finally moving back in!

Anyone freaking out about Christmas yet? Or are all of you cool customers? I have moments. Calm. Freak out. Calm. Freak out. Then usually I have a wine moment. Wine works.

XOXO
Sommer

From Boys Next Door by Sommer Marsden
NSFW



He was lounging in my doorway with a glass of wine. Looking yummy.

‘Hand it over,’ I said, my voice soft. But the bathroom amplified it and I started at how loud I sounded.
Deke handed me the wine and I took a swig before setting it on the back of the sink.

‘Now yours.’ I put my hand out.

He played like he was protecting his glass. ‘Greedy girl. You have your own.’

I eyed him up. Dark wash jeans, a bit baggy, but just baggy enough to show off the fine form underneath. A dark-blue pullover that zipped at the neck. It had a very thin line of taupe along the neck and somehow it added to the sexy effect. I wanted to touch the light knit, unzip the zipper, lay him out and ride him hard.

I swallowed and we both heard my throat click. ‘Give it to me.’

He did. I put it on the sink next to mine and grabbed the hem of his pullover, yanking it hard enough to stretch it some before he stepped in toward me and took me in his arms. His skin was warm under my hands when I shoved them beneath the fabric. The ridges and planes of his belly danced under my fingers when I stroked him. I pushed them higher, stroking his pecs and then thumbing his nipples until he hummed.

‘I thought we were going to fuck like monkeys after the letters,’ he said. Not touching me. Just staring me down with those espresso-coloured eyes.

‘I decided to change that round a little bit.’

That was all he needed to pull my nice soft T-shirt back over my head. My wet hair brushed my back and he got down on his knees to kiss my belly button, my hipbone, my stomach. ‘Did you?’

‘I did. And you know, I want you to do me in here,’ I said, touching his hair with my fingertips. Watching the almost too long waves ripple under my stroking hand.

‘You do?’ he said, but it was a knowing, teasing tone. ‘Why is that?’

My yoga pants surrendered to his seeking hands and I shimmied my hips like a belly dancer for him as he pushed them low and finally off. When his mouth found me, I gasped, the sound bouncing around the small black and white room. I smiled.

His tongue slid along my slit, smothered my clit, sucked at me and I sighed, ‘I like the acoustics.’

‘You do, do you?’ His tongue snaked over me again and he nudged the hard knot of my clit over and over again until I felt the first tentative twinge of release. I moved to meet his mouth, relishing the alternating scrape and slide of his teeth over my nether lips. The tender skin sang with every single stroke of his tongue.

‘I do. I think . . . I think –’ My breath was wild in my lungs and I felt my thighs shaking as he pushed them just a bit farther apart.

‘What do you think, Farrell?’

‘I think –’

His fingers caressed my inner thighs and cool chills raced along my skin. Then Deke pushed his fingers into me, testing me, sucking my clit at the same time so I gave a sharp cry and came hard, anchoring myself with my fingers twisted in his hair.

‘I think it will sound awesome when I come.’ Finally the words came but I was already dropping to my knees and helping him with his clothes.

‘Condom?’

4 comments:

  1. LOL. Sorry for the switch in text color. Have no idea how that happened. Or how to fix it!! :)

    xoxo
    S

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  2. Ha! Was wondering if the different colors were significant in some way that was going over my head. ;-)

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  3. It might be somehow significant to Blogger...but not to me! X-D

    xoxo
    s

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  4. I had this "moment" with wine...so it was a sexy wine moment. The best kind. Thanks for the nightcap.

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