Sunday, September 14, 2014
Victoria Blisse has set up this fabulous blog hop today for a wonderful lady and her family. Click on the button above for a full list of all of the sexy kissing excerpts available for your reading pleasure, and if you so choose, you can also donate there to help Sommer Marsden during this challenging time for her and her loved ones.
Enjoy this sensual kissing scene from my story "The Beautiful Truth" from Can't Get Enough: Erotica for Women edited by Tenille Brown.
My body is acting on autopilot. I’ve given up control of myself to my libido, letting it take over and steer us where we need to go.
In the shadows, I push you against the wall. I lean in for our first kiss—hot, hungry and laced with anticipation—and you join me in a perfect moment of unfettered lust. Years of longing swirl with our urgent desires, and I feel drunk with passion.
That kiss immediately unlocks something inside you, something primal and all male. Your tongue flicks against my lips, urging them to open. They do, and I let you in. You deepen our kiss, tangling your fingers in my hair as your tongue claims my mouth. I like that you’ve gone from polite and sweet to sexy and savage in no time flat. I always knew you had it in you.
I’m lightheaded with lust, as if your kisses are stealing my very breath. I feel as though I might swoon, but you hold me tight and I manage to stay on my high-heeled feet.
In one smooth motion, you flip us around. My back is up against the bricks, their rough surface scraping my nearly bare shoulders. Your entire body is pressed against mine, and in this position I can feel the evidence of your arousal. Your cock, hard and insistent, presses against my belly; I feel it even through the layers of our clothes. Knowing that you’re so hot for me, so fast, makes me ache even more for you.
Tugging my hair gently, you pull my head to the side and expose my neck. I allow my eyes to flutter closed as I concentrate on your tongue and how it feels skidding down my flesh. You kiss and nip at the skin above my collarbone, and I feel a jolt of arousal shoot straight to my clit. My lust now has a pulse of its own, beating wildly between my legs.