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Thursday, November 12, 2015

Throwback Thursday!

The internet takes a step back in time every Thursday as people around the world share old baby pictures, vintage prom and wedding photos, and other assorted oldies. Authors can share too! This Thursday meme highlights those books in your backlist.

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1 comment:

Sophia Ryan said...


“Since that first night I saw your breasts, I’ve wanted to see them again. Wanted to taste them,” he said when her shirt hung open almost to her navel. “I’m going to do that tonight.”

She was nearly breathless from his words and his actions, so she nodded her acceptance of his plan.

He slid a finger under the flap of material and moved it aside. He lowered his head and brushed his lips along her jaw line, against her neck, and across her chest, but made no move to touch the two rounded breasts heaving over the lip of her lacy bra.

“I want you, Kristin,” he whispered into her feverish skin.

“I want you, too,” left her lips just as his mouth reached her breasts, and she gasped and grabbed his head in anticipation.

His mouth swept across each half-moon in a languid crawl, his tongue tracing the path his parted lips traveled. He rolled his tongue around her hard nipples through her bra, sucking and nipping each in turn.

Fingers in his hair, she held his head to her breast in case he was tempted to stop. Then he did stop, and she heard herself whimper a protest.

Biting the front clasp of her bra with his teeth, he twisted it until it popped open, releasing her breasts. He nuzzled his face between them and turned his head side to side to nudge aside the cups with his nose and chin. Her breasts exposed, nipples reaching up to his mouth, he stared at them, a hungry grin on his shadowed face.

Then his eyes met hers. They were soft and drowsy as if he were drunk on the taste of her. “Ready, darlin’?” he whispered.

“Loved the book…spicy, a good story line, romance, drama, a page turner.”

Wild Rose Press
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