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It’s a coincidence but almost all of my stories to date take place in the month of July. Including my upcoming novel Boarding.
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Here’s an excerpt from my story Riding Shotgun.
Marcie is a Hollywood executive on her way from Los Angeles to Tahoe when her car breaks down along California Highway 395. She’s rescued by a darling mechanic and his trusty and talented sidekick.She ends up spending the night at Andrew’s place and has an encounter with him while undressing:
Excitement gripped her. The teal contrasting with her creamy thighs looked cool. She took off her shoes. “I’ll be right out,” she called to Andrew, “just give me a few minutes.” She adjusted the lights from the soft yellow glow to red–and back again. She quickly unbuttoned her blouse, laying it on the counter. She fluffed her hair and enjoyed gazing in the mirror; a plush bathmat cushioned her feet. Her breasts, supported with her bra, formed her cleavage into an enticing V-shape and the color showed well in full or soft light. Suddenly she envisioned an evening in a warm embrace.
What if? The tingling along her thighs grew, but this time desire was clearly in her pussy; warm moisture seeping in the fabric of the clothes while her imagination kept demanding a taste of Andrew. Crazy. But he was alone just like she was. She missed the caresses of a man who cared about her, soothing her tension with kisses on her breasts, along her hips, and adorning her thighs.
Why not now? Nerves in her hands seemed to come alive while she slowly ran her fingers through her hair, turning to see her tits and round ass in profile. What the hell? She took a breath and faced the mirror before calling out, “Okay.”
There was a moment’s pause before the door handle turned. Andrew
stepped in from what was the master bedroom. He wore tight briefs, hugging his hips and outlining his ass.
Brianna smiled sweetly, “I hope you don’t mind.”
He froze, swallowing. His cock pushed against his underwear, a powerful erection revealing his desire and passion. “You’re gorgeous.”
Andrew remained still. His eyes showed the same empathy and tenderness she had first seen at his garage.
“Hold me, please.”
Andrew stepped forward, then wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close.
She leaned against his chest; his scent drew her in. She turned to his shoulder, brushing her lips across his right side to the base of his neck and running her hands ran along his back.
“It’s been so long.”
Brianna welcomed the pressure from his cock against her panties;
she explored his back from his shoulders, down his warm torso and rested the palms of her hands on his butt. Gentle touches from his fingertips running lightly over her flesh fed her erotic appetite.