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Monday, April 23, 2012

Tantilizing Tues Teasers - 04/24/2012

Hey people, what's going on? I'm right now working on a snippet based on a possible upcoming sequal to a novel I wrote, but yet never published. Based on "About The Night Ride Home." I'm considering writing something that follows up on this novel I wrote last year. No formal title yet, but here it goes... in 200 words.

Tyler entered his apartment, holding a large gift box in his arm. He locked the door behind him, expecting Darla to be home, but the apartment was all too quiet. He set the present on the black leather sofa and took off his peacoat, walking past the hallway.

"Darla?" he called out, checking if she was around, but there wasn't any response. Before he heeled into the kitchen, he felt his phone go off in his pants. He reached in his pocket and pulled out his phone, with a text message from Darla.

Merry Christmas sexy... Take off your clothes!

"Huh?" he murmured, before he turned around and saw Darla standing behind him, wearing nothing but black chantily-laced stockings, and a velvet choker, holding two empty glasses and a bottle of Chardonay that covered her sex. Her lusty appearance was enough to raise his eyes with a smile and speechless.

 She spoke in a breathy, seductive voice; her expression all wanton in lust. "Honey, because I love you so much I want to spend our first holiday-"

Before she could finish her sentence, they heard someone ringing the doorbell repeatedly.

"Tyler... Darla?"

The two rolled their eyes away, instantly knowing who it was, in unison "Peaches."

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

My Short Story: A Cure For A Bad Day

Hey what's up? It's been a long time since I wrote any short story for Lush, RSVP, and AfterDark Online. My own website. I have been busy writing stories for publication that I forgot where it all came from. I'm an erotic romance novelist, and I hold many projects from WIP's to contest, along with four published books, one recently that has been catching the buzz The Girl Upstairs.

Anyways, check out my latest short story, only 2070 words. I hope you all enjoy! :-)

A Cure For A Bad Day

Marcus came home after a long, hard day from work. He had gone through enough for the day, dealing with slow-moving rush-hour traffic, difficult clients, and a boss reaming his ass for simple screw up, and to make his day worse, a speeding ticket from the highway patrol. He just wanted to end his day by sleeping off the rest of the evening. His expression displayed a mean look, like he was pissed at how his day went wrong. Had he known his day would’ve ended that way, he would have probably called of from work. But he couldn’t change what happened, so he might as well end his horrible day at home.

At the minute he stepped inside his home, he was relieved that he made it, but frustrated at how his day went. Having a drink was on his mind. Marcus crossed through the living room and entered his kitchen, where he opened the refrigerator and pulled out a bottle of beer to forget his worries. He set the beer on the counter, undo his tie and, popped the top of his beer with a bottle opener he pulled from the utensil drawer.

He took one sip, in fact, one big sip from his bottle, kissing the taste of a fine refreshment where he suddenly forget how bad his day went. As he set his beer bottle down on the counter, he bowed his head down thinking what tomorrow may bring. Then he heard footsteps, which sounded more like steps being made from pumps. The sound grew closer to the kitchen, but he never looked behind him. He knew who she was; his wife. He didn’t want to tell her what happened, all he was relieved about was being home from a terrible day, and maybe sleep off his terrible day at home. But he questioned why his wife was wearing heels in the house and where was she going?

The footsteps stopped, and behind him was his gorgeous wife Arianna, with long-layered dark hair, beautiful complexion, wearing a purple blouse with two buttons opened, along with a black short dress, and black nylon stockings to go along with her outfit. Arianna had a body of a goddess, where only men could envy such a man like Marcus. She didn’t appear to go out for the night, but her appearance indicated she had other plans.

As for Marcus, he seemed like wasn’t in the mood for loving, but he could be easily persuaded by his wife with the right words and right touch. He just needed to get through his moment of defeat first.

“Tough day at the office?” his wife asked, with a voice of sensuality.

“Yeah.” He sighed. “I  just don’t want to talk about.”

“Oh yes you do.” She stepped closer placing her hands on his back, leaning her head toward him. “You could tell me all about it.”

He shook his head, shrugging with disregard. “Maybe later. I just need to finish my drink.”

“Or you could start by telling me all about it.”

He nonchalantly waved her off, “I don’t want to talk about –”

“You don’t have to talk about it... at least not this instant” She kissed him in the back of his neck “Just show me how much of a bad day you were feeling.”

He sighed, but he couldn’t resist the way she felt, pressing her body against his back, wrapping her arms around his body, while she laced her tongue all over the back of his neck. Her breast pressed against his back was sensual enough to make him feel soothed from his losses. Marcus was forgetting how bad his day went, and he felt his hardness growing under his pants. Arianna had a way to make him feel better. Even on a bad day, she turned it into a good day, where he decided to pass up on finishing his beer.

“You really have a way with things.” He raised his head up, grinning.

“I know.” She moved her hand past down his tummy to his crotch, caressing his hardness. “Turn around and show me how bad your day went.”

He turned around and gazed at her appearance, the look of desire in her eyes was difficult for him to say no; he was lost in her spell of seduction. Maybe she was reading his mind, maybe not, but she was utmost attractive whenever she wore purple and black. It was a color where he couldn’t help himself from noticing her beauty. Not only the way she dressed turned him on, but the way she pressed her body close to him, left him with a wanton look of desire, immediately washing away the thought of no, and to get in the mood of being satisfied by a beautiful, voluptuous woman.

He placed his hand on her thighs, to get a feel of her beautiful soft skin. His fingertips touched the strap of her nylon stocking, appreciating the feel the covered her silky legs. He gazed into her inviting, expressive eyes, giving me him permission to explore her more. His left hand caressed her thigh, past her curves, and under her dress where he felt the smoothness of her ass. By the time he noticed, she wasn’t wearing anything under her short dress. He slid his other hand under her dress to confirm if she wasn’t wearing anything. All he felt was the smoothness of her clean-shaven pussy; she wasn’t wearing any underwear. His fingertips were already touching the wetness of her slit; she was anxious for him to come home from work, all along.

“Oh my...” he whispered, before nuzzling his lips against hers’.

“Take off your pants and show me how bad your day went.”

Without further hesitation, his lips pressed against hers’, ravaging each other with kisses. He felt Arianna’s tongue forcing her way into his mouth, biting against his lower lip afterwards. Next, he felt his shirt being pulled out of his pants. Instead of him undoing his clothes, she was doing the undoing herself.

Marcus led Arianna to the refrigerator, where he pinned her against the door, raising one hand over her head, while he nuzzled at her neck. He heard her moan out yes, indicating how she loved what he was doing, but this was no moment for him to take his time. She wanted him to show her how bad his day went, and this was the perfect opportunity for him to vent.

“How do you like what I’m telling you so far?” he growled in her ear.

“That’s not enough,” she rasped. “What else happened to you at work?”

“Undo me and I’ll tell you more.”

Marcus watched her undo his belt buckle, and then his pants. Once his pants had fallen, he felt his boxers being held down with her hand, and his cock being held by her other hand. She was amazed at how ready he was for her, giving an expression of enthusiasm. He could feel the slit of his cock being caressed by her fingertip, at the same time, his pre-cum slipping into her fingertips. Before he knew it, she sampled a taste of him and gave her most wicked expression.

“Stay there. I wanted to know more about your day.”
Marcus watched her go down on him and felt her lips enveloping his tip with her soft, wet tongue. He tilted his head back and groaned out of pleasure, leaning his hand against the refrigerator door, maintaining his balance. The way she took him in her mouth felt like he was already inside her folds, and by now he was already penetrating her mouth.

Her lips moved in and out of her mouth, leaving him with a orgasmic sensation, but was able to control. Marcus could only imagine the moment he gets inside her luscious body; how sensational could that be? He closed his eyes and continued penetrating her mouth, until she pulled his cock out of her mouth and got off her knees, meeting him at his level to kiss him hungrily.

He spoke against her kisses, “Let me taste you.”

“No, not now... put it in me.”

Marcus was about guide his cock in her, when she resisted, leaving him confused on why? “What’s wrong?”

She pointed to the kitchen island. “No, not on the fridge. We’re both rough, you know. Fuck me on the counter.”

Marcus released his hand and watched Arianna cross to the kitchen island counter, where she leaned against it, waiting for Marcus with an anticipated expression. He took off his boxers, and kicked off his pants, before he placed his hand on Arianna’s shoulder, leaning her back, before he could position his cock just under her anxious slit.

Once he was inside, he watched her expression go from anticipation to enthusiasm. She closed her eyes and let out a gasp of pleasure. As for him, he felt the instant wetness of cunt, pushing in deeper until he enclosed in her body.

He moved in and out of her slowly, watching her gaze at him with enjoyment. Hearing her excitement made him want to push hard and deep, but the way the two were standing; Arianna leaning against the island counter and him holding her, was taking their momentum off. Instead, he pulled out of her and watched her climb the counter, spreading her legs apart for his entry.

He slipped back inside her, and this time he was able to keep a steady rhythm. Marcus pulled her short black skirt over her waist, and held onto her thigh with such strength as he slammed his body against hers’. He thrust in her hard, while admiring her beautiful tattoo of her astrological sign on her pussy, Pisces.

Arianna couldn’t help but scream out of pleasure. She displayed a transfixed expression, and at the same time met his thrusts, by placing his arms over his neck. Next, she single-handedly unbuttoned her purple blouse and exposed her breast for him, pulling him close for him suck on her luscious nipples.

Marcus paused to let his mouth find his way to her nipples, nibbling, and sucking on them hard. Without realizing, she placed her hand on his back, clawing him with her desire. Her fingernails digging into his back, may have felt painful to him, but sensational to where he knew how much she enjoyed him.

Then for some reason, she demanded out of the blue “Fuck me doggystyle! Fuck me hard!”

Marcus pulled out and watched her slide off the island counter. She took off her black short skirt and turned herself around, bending over for him to access her from her beautiful behind. He unbuttoned his shirt and then placed his hand on her back, before pushing inside her with one hard stroke. This time he heard Arianna yell out in pleasure, and instantly he picked up momentum.

He pumped inside her, placing his hand on her shoulder with an aggressive grip. He pounded behind her as he watched her ass resonate from his thrusts. He could feel his body building up a sweat, but her body was just already sweaty from his desire. It wasn’t long until he felt an increase tension between their passions. His stamina could only last so long, he needed to let out his climax.

He gripped his finger hard on his shoulder, when he growled and came inside her. Arianna’s fingernails gripped on the island counter as she climaxed right after him. Once he was spent, he watched Arianna collapse on the island countertop. Shortly after, he gently collapsed on her back as he smelled the aroma of sex in the air.

The two were glistened in sweat, but ecstatic over what recently happened. Marcus quickly rose off her and pulled out of her, while Arianna rose off the countertop and kissed Marcus affectionately.

She asked, “Feeling better?”

“Yeah.” He kissed her. “My bad day has been all washed away.”

“Good.” She grinned, picking up his half bottle of beer and taking a sip. “I too had a bad day and felt like letting out my frustration too.”

He laughed. “Honey, you have a weird way of showing it.”

She grinned wickedly, “I know, but you have to admit it’s therapeutic.”


Monday, April 16, 2012

Tantalizing Tuesday Teaser - 04/17/2012

Since this is the launch of a new group, I decided to join the bandwagon before I head off to work. This weekly thing is all about coming out with a short tale in 200 words, based on a photo from your own selection.

I'm going to give it my first try, and so here it goes...

Inspired by a paranormal-erotic author Annalynne Russo. I wrote my first f/f vampire short scene, and I might be inspired to go further in this story.

Sherri pressed her body behind Veronica, encircling her arms in front her, clamping her fingers inside her corset, while she laced her tongue all along her neck. Veronica was melting over pleasure as she let her body go from Sherri's carress. She couldn't help placing her arms behind Sherri's hair, before she felt her corset being pulled down from Sherri's pull, exposing her pink-colored nipples; all hard and ready to be touched.

Veronica's center was aching for Sherri's touch, she couldn't wait it off any longer. In fact, she really wanted Sherry to know how much she anticipated her.

Oh, if only Sherri could use that tongue at another location... it would feel SO good!

Then Veronica felt a breathy whisper into her ear, when Sherri asked, "Are you ready?"

"Oh yes!" she expressed in aniticipation. "I'm ready for what you're about to give me."

"From this point on, there's no turning back, but I promise you absolute pleasure in life." She kissed her neck.

Overhearing the suckling noise, she was tantalized, insisting. "I don't care, whatever it takes."

If Veronica knew that the woman she was spending a night with was a vampire, because Sherri's canines have grown and she was only seconds away from mortal shock.

Vampire Scribe: Author Spotlight - Ray Sostre

Also, check out my latest interview with Annalynne Russo's Vampire Scribe. And check out the coolest, revelation project we are working on.

Time to Tumble with Kellie Kamryn

Come check out my latest interview w/ Kellie Kamryn's Sweet & Sassy.

There are some very interesting questions and answers.

Tuesday, April 10, 2012

My Interview on Simply Sexy Stories Blog 04/06/2012

On Friday, it was release day for my latest book The Girl Upsairs. I have been more than excited about my release, and I have been very anxious about what people thought. So far, I'm getting good reviews from readers, but today I want to post my interview with Nichelle Gregory's Blog Simply Sexy Stories. Please drop by and check it out.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

Makayla's Book Reviews: Guest Blog: Ray Sostre

Makayla's Book Reviews: Guest Blog: Ray Sostre: Hey, hiyadoin’? I’m happy to be on Makayla’s blog for the release of my book The Girl Upstairs, which will go on sale on April 6 th th...

Sunday, April 1, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday: The Girl Upstairs - 04/01/2012

It's been a long time since I have been on Six Sentence Sunday,
but I'm glad to be back on here.

On April 6th, The Girl Upstairs will be launch through Romance Divine.

Here is a peak of what's inside the book.


Carlos Munoz left New York and his financial analyst position for a simpler life in Pennsylvania. The slower pace and relaxed lifestyle took some getting used to, but came with certain…benefits, his upstairs neighbor. The voluptuous woman intrigued him, but what about her ex—and her policeman brother? Was part of Carlos’ new life going to include a new love? He had a lot to learn about…The Girl Upstairs.


“I’m so glad we finally got to talk to each other,” she said, caressing his chest with her fingers.

“Me too.”

She raised her head with a grin. “You know, we’re still naked in bed.”

He didn’t need to ask what she meant by saying it. He looked at the clock and saw it read five-thirty a.m..

“It’s been a long time since I had morning sex.”

She looked at him, replying, “Well, let’s revisit that feeling again.”