Sunday, January 29, 2012

Conventioneers teaser chapter 3

“You should stop by the booth today, I want to show you something,” he said, bumping me with his hip and smiling.

I blushed, of fucking course, at the thought of what I might see, before bumping him back.  “Ok.”

“You are so damn cute,” he said with a grin.

I stared up at him, startled.

There was a silence between us, but it wasn’t uncomfortable. Mase’s fingers walked around my exposed skin, his eyes studying my reaction. My whole body was lighting up. I could feel my cheeks heating and my breathing pick up.

“So sensitive,” he whispered in my ear and stepped closer so that his chest was to my back.

My knees buckled from his close proximity and I stumbled back into him. His arms reached out and wrapped around me, I moaned from the contact and drew in a ragged breath.

“Pet,” he groaned, nuzzling my neck.

Conventioneers: Mase's tattoos

I've had a lot of people curious of Mase's tattoo's in Conventioneers so I thought I would give you an idea as best I could.

The first pic is a manip done by SoapyMayhem and she is the best there is in manips! This one just screams Mase to me. Love it!

The other two are sorta what I envision his full sleeve to look like.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Breach teaser

Edward opened the windows and we spent the evening listening to the soothing sounds of the waves against the shore. A sound machine could never match the real sound of the waves. There was something I found so soothing, so freeing.

I awoke the next morning to hot kisses and breath on my neck, a hand on my breast, fingers in my pussy, and Edward’s cock rocking against the swell of my ass. The second he realized I was awake I was on my back and he was between my thighs, ramming his cock deep inside me.

Best morning wake-up call ever.

Edward really liked the swimsuit Kate had found.

Really liked it.

He had me partially out of it and sitting on the edge of the dresser, fucking me senseless, in minutes of having put it on.

I’d have to buy Kate a message, or a nice dinner for her find.

When we finally headed down to the beach he couldn’t take his eyes off of me and I couldn’t even describe the feeling that evoked in me.

Apparently there were others who also liked the swimsuit.

Edward didn’t like that.

His possessive side took over, his hands never leaving my body. He kissed me, hard and long, more than once to show the male beach goers just who I belonged to.

“Why don’t you just come all over me again? That worked last time,” I said, baiting him.

He smirked, squeezing my ass. “Don’t tempt me, baby.”

Monday, January 23, 2012

Bunny overload!!!

Just what have I gotten myself into?!?!

Is it procrastination on finishing up Breach? Or did my brain say 'hey, it's a new year so you need some new stories'?

Who knows?

What I do know is this:

Breach is ending at the end of February, there are only 3 chapters left then I will take a break before starting up the sequel: Reciprocity

Hate What You Do To Me will be finished in March, one chapter plus the epilogue

When Bunnies Attack.... I have no idea how much longer it will go on, but I have the next 3 chapters planned out

Conventioneers, will update every few weeks. I only see this story at about 15 chapters.

The Blackened Flame is already 36 chapters, 24 not currently posted at the moment, and I predict it ending up around 60-75

Welcome to the Cameo Hotel... I think I need to break the chapters up. They are way too long starting with June. I'm going to take a poll.

Sunday, January 22, 2012

The Blackened Flame

Chapter 1

I can still hear the sound of my hand colliding with your cheek. The resounding ‘smack’, even now, six years later.

Do you know they call me an ‘ice queen ’now? That I’m a bitch extraordinaire? That I take what I want from men, just as you took from me?

A part of me died that day; the day I found out I wasn’t the only one you professed to love.

Womanizing man-whore.

You didn’t see anything wrong with having three girlfriends.

I’m an independent woman now, not a puppy to follow you around.

Men follow me around now.

I spin my silky web and mercilessly trap my flies.

I’m the top marketing sales rep in my region, bringing in millions of dollars every quarter. I have a nice home, a nice car, and I’m lonely as fuck, but I think I prefer it that way.

I don’t know where you are, nor do I care. Years down the line and I have no idea what happened to the only man I ever loved.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Teaser for upcoming story: Conventioneers


Year one:  In Over My Head

It was my first year working in the marketing department for the Indianapolis Convention Center and I was beyond nervous for the upcoming convention. Thus far we’d had colleges, car fanatics, Star Wars, Sci-Fi, Bridal expo, various graduations, sports, churches… the list was endless and ranged from a few dozen to tens of thousands.

The next four days I would spend all of my time helping set up, run, and then tear down the ‘Adult Toy’ convention.

I swallowed hard at the thought, my head slamming on my desk. I was so not ready.

Yes, I was scared to death of what I might see. No, I wasn’t a twenty five year old virgin, but I’d only had sex a few times, missionary style, and I didn’t own any toys or porn.

What the hell had I gotten myself into?

There was a knocking on the door and I wanted to run away. I looked up to see a really hot guy with the most hypnotic eyes I’d even seen peering into the door.

“Excuse me,” he said and I just stared at him.

I was stunned speechless as he stepped in further, the full sleeve tattoo on his arm visible, partially hidden by his t-shirt.

Fuck. His shirt; ‘I’d cum for you’.

I think I just died.  

Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! Speak you moron!

“H-hi. Sorry. Can I help you?” I asked, hoping I hadn’t made myself out to be a complete idiot.

“I know sign in isn’t until tomorrow, but I’m from ‘M and M Toys’, and I was hoping to get a look at the layout of the room if possible.”

I continued to stare at him like a moron. Was there something wrong with me? I had this sudden wish he would pick me up, throw me on my desk, and fuck me senseless.

I shook my head to clear it.

“That’s ok, I’ll just check it out tomorrow then.”

Huh? I internally face palmed myself. He thought I was saying no.

“N-no, it’s ok!” I called out, halting him from turning.

“Great!” he exclaimed, beaming back at me.

He really needed to stop doing that or I was going to be a puddle of goo at his fuck hot, tattooed, pervy feet. I stood from my desk, noticing that Alice had her headphones in and hadn’t heard or seen anything.

With a sigh I walked toward the door, brushing a lock of hair from my face, and exiting after him.

“This way,” I directed, stepping in front of him and he followed, stepping up beside me.

“How many vendors have signed up?” he asked as we walked down the long corridor to the hall that would hold thousands of people in just over a days’ time.

“Umm, well, we had someone cancel today, so we are down to sixty two,” I replied, fiddling with the keys in my hand, trying to find the right one.  

“Seven more than last year, that’s good. Fifteen more than the year before.”

“So, you’ve been before?” I asked as we stopped in front of the door and I unlocked it.

“Yeah, this is our third year.”

“Well, here it is,” I announced as we entered the double doors and I moved to flip some of the lights on.

“Bigger room than last year,” he noted.

“I’ll take your word on it.”

“Yeah, you weren’t here last year, were you?”

I shook my head. “No, I just started here about eight months ago.”

“So, you’re a virgin, huh?”

“No! Wait… what?”

He laughed out loud and I could feel my face flaming.

“First time to an adult only convention?”

I pursed my lips. “Yup.”

“I’m Mase, by the way,” he said holding out his hand.


I reached out to grab his hand and felt electricity run from his hands to mine, the feeling giving me goose bumps.

“Hmm, you’re very sensitive,” he noted and pulled my arm closer to him. His fingers traced up and down my arm, the tingles following his touch. “Incredible,” he said in awe, watching intently as my skin reacted to his touch. “I’d love to do a toy study on you.”

I think my panties just disappeared in a flood.