I think I might be back… Things have been… Yeah. I might actually start posting again. Just… bear with me here.
I wanna get my hands on him too!
Oh yeah… She wants that body in her bed, in her arms, and most definitely in any part he wanted to be. “Get that sexy ass in here and fuckme ooor… I can fuck you, whatever works!”
You know you want it like this
Oh, yes, please… You know exactly what this does to me when you yank my hair and then fuck the shit out of me!
(Source: kikosexandrealestate)
Can any of y’all give me a scene… with a cowboy, relaxed in a wing chair, naked submissive kneeling at his side while he strokes her hair and constinues a conversation… or at least looks like it?
ridingwild liked this - ridingwild said: you’re looking for pix? I have a few things, not quite that, but may be usable. let me know..
YES! Definitely like that. I would love some pictures. I have scenes rolling around in my head and characters who are wanting me to find them… if that make sense
I AM BEGGING!
Can any of y’all give me a scene… with a cowboy, relaxed in a wing chair, naked submissive kneeling at his side while he strokes her hair and constinues a conversation… or at least looks like it?
She was to go no further than just inside the doorway and await him. No matter how long he took to acknowledge her, she was to wait. Her thighs trembled as prostrated herself hoping he would notice her soon, but perfectly content to wait.
i wonder who or what is waiting beyond that door? -DD
Exhibit.
Anonymous asked: New to this tumblr stuff. Enjoyed your addition to the great from-behind photo...
"As the tremors subsided she floated in a haze of utter satisfaction, until she realized he wasn’t done with her yet. She surfaced quickly with a gasp. He waited for her body to tighten with the realization of that fact before he firmed his grip and yanked her back into his body to push her up the cliff and over that edge again."
Not sure what to infer, thougn, regarding which location he was servicing.
Ex
Why thank you! I’d have to say that it entirely depends on your imagination, darlin. Since it’s not like I set the scene up before that, and some women can receive great pleasure from either entry. I think in my head it was a more traditional entry… but it could have been more, adn that was the point. :-D
I’m glad you enjoyed it. I enjoy when I remember to actually put those thoughts and scenes into words that don’t sound stupid or trite.
“Thunderstorm in paradise”
by: slack12
Ih… WOW… I’m speechless. This is just stunning. Guess I wasn’t quite speechless, guess I’ll have to go look again
oh my, this picture makes my heart ache for Mr. Guerre. :(
*sigh* and even in sleep when he’s wrapped around her you can see the sense of possession right there alongside the aching intimacy. She wakes every time knowing where she belongs and who she belongs to.
LUST
“THIS is mine!”
I seriously love this whole picture. She may have fought him, and now he’s reasserting that she is in fact his… every part of her.
If you missed the first two parts you can find Part 1 here, and Part 2 here.
Siobhan’s Wolf - Part 3 (last one)
Siobhan opened her eyes as the bike coasted to a stop. The purr of the engine silenced. “Where are we?”
“My house. Christian Wolfe Manor.” He snorted. “It’s funny as shit being named after what you are.”
Dry sense of humor. Cute. She peered at the massive structure before her. “Manor? That’s a barn.”
“It’s renovated inside.”
“And you’re Christian Wolfe? The Christian Wolfe who makes all the charitable donations to the hospital and museums?”
“One and the same.”
“Doesn’t look like a dog house to me.”
“You push me, sweets.”
Mmm… more growling. Edging her shoulder up but not letting go of her hold on him, she shrugged and grinned. “It’s a gift.”
Christian stood and eased off the bike. She let her hands run down his sides and along his thighs as he stood and moved away from her. For such a large man, his grace confounded her. Siobhan gasped as he picked her up, wrapping her legs once again around his torso. “Much better.” With both hands splayed on her back, under her wings, he sat astride the bike. “Your fantasy, I believe.”
“How’d you…?”
“That pesky mate business.” He tugged the laces at the front of her corset. “I want to see mine in the moonlight.”
His? He knew before her? But he hadn’t even tasted her. How could he know I belong to him, when I’m not totally sure? “You haven’t kissed me yet.”
“I shall have to rectify that mistake… right… now.” Tilting her to him, he fused their lips and swallowed her groan. The abrasion of his stubble inflamed her skin, the pleasure overriding the momentary discomfort. She fisted her hands on the lapels of his jacket, pulling him tighter to her. Despite the chill in the air, her blood heated.
Breaking the kiss, she arched her back and bared her breasts to the heated gaze of the man in her arms.
“Mine,” Christian growled.
He took a beaded tip into his mouth. Electricity zinged through her veins and cream coated her pussy. She ground on his denim-clad crotch and shuddered. Her wet heat had long since soaked her panties and she could now feel it soaking his jeans as well. Her wings vibrated and stretched open.
“Need to fuck you.” He tugged at the black satin encasing her midsection. She thought she heard fabric tearing, but couldn’t bring herself to care. “No dress. Just boots.”
“Yes,” she gasped. Lost in heat, something niggled at the back of her mind. She was seriously tempted to ignore the annoying buzzing in her head. Instead, she stopped and tilted her head away from Christian’s rapacious mouth as he nipped and licked and sucked his way up her neck. Then it hit her. Damn, she needed a moment to work the spell! She placed her hand on his arm, pausing his frantic movements. “Watch.”
She waved her hand over her body, her clothes disappearing in an instant. “Handy, isn’t it?”
“Fuck me, that’s sexy.”
“I’m supposed to say that to you.” Siobhan worked open the buckle on his belt. “We need protection.”
“I can’t impregnate you, unless you’re lycan.”
“Never?”
“So the Elders say. Doesn’t mean we can’t practice.” Christian tweaked her nipple as his other hand caressed her nether lips, plunging two fingers into her pussy, with no resistance. “Tight and slick for me. I like that in a Faery.”
She arched against him, grinding down on the hand he had between her legs, whimpering when his thumb rubbed against her clit. As she rode his fingers, a sense of urgency washed over her. While she wanted to continue riding his fingers… she’d much rather ride his body. She tilted her head forward and pushed the sides of his jeans apart, revealing his cock. Her mouth watered at his girth. He’d rip her apart, but damn, it’d be a great way to go. Her wings opened and curled around then encasing his body as well as hers in the warm intimate space between them.
“That is so fucking cool!” he growled. “No more waiting. “ Christian yanked his fingers from her pussy, leaving her body bereft. He grasped her hips, lifted her enough that she was above his cock… trembling in expectation. He yanked her down onto his cock, spearing her with his erection. She tensed, expecting the tight fit. Instead, he eased into her body, inch by delicious inch. “My mate.” They were most definitely growls coming from him…
Siobhan clawed at his arms for purchase as he built the rhythm of their lovemaking. He lifted her up and down effortlessly. His strength turned her on and made her pant in need. The harder his thrusts became, the louder his growls grew. She gazed up into his eyes, flashes of silver and green sparkled in the dark depths. He opened his mouth and a sound akin to a howl burst from his lips. His teeth elongated. “Must claim you.”
Instinctively, she knew what he meant. She turned her head, waiting for the bite. The mark to serve as his claim on her for eternity. She winced as his fangs embedded in her flesh, but the pain eased into pleasure as her orgasm built. Her wings fluttered around them, both cooling them and capturing the magic in their lovemaking. He sucked the skin he held between his teeth, and that was the sensation that tossed her over the edge into pure bliss.
“Christian.” She moaned as the climax wracked her body. Shimmers of light and energy rocked through to her core and out into the night around them. His actions, once measured turned feral as he plunged harder into her pussy.
“Mine!”
“No other’s.” She collapsed in his arms, her wings tight around them. Despite the dark wings blocking the cool night air, some still snuck through, chilling her sweat-soaked skin. Siobhan looked around her, the glaze of lust clearing a bit from her eyes. “I’m naked in your driveway. Not a good way to start a relationship.”
“I don’t care how it started, as long as you’re in my arms. You’re mine… Hell, I love you, sweets.”
She blinked and ran her fingers through the downy fur on his chest. No matter how sudden, that was the way of True Mates. “I’m kinda fond of you, too.”
“Fond?” More of that sexy growling!
A shiver chased down her spine. “How about completely head over heels in love with a Wolfe?” She leaned forward and nipped his collarbone.
“Perfect.”
~The End~
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About me
I am an ex-showgirl, happily married erotic romance author with decidedly dirty leanings.I like whatever photos, quotes and the like that capture this erotic romance author's attention ... and imagination. Umm... and I have a possibly unhealthy fascination with tattoos... no matter what the gender of the skin it's on.
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