Monday, September 20, 2010
Monday’s Hot Couple & Sexy, Smutty Scene from Size Matters by Stephanie Julian
I’m still reading Jet Mykles’ Heaven Sent series. I’ve almost finished the fifth book, Genesis, which will be the last for me, because I’m skipping the sixth book, which is a ménage (m/m/f) with the band’s manager Gretchen. And I just don’t feel like reading her book. I’ve read all the extra short stories though, and I will continue later on with the spin-off series Indigo Knights.
But after finishing Genesis I’ll first read some books for review, starting with Size Matters by Stephanie Julian which came out a few weeks ago. Today’s smutty scene is from this novella.
With one hand, she traced his lips, pushing the other into his hair. The guy had lots of it. Down to his shoulders, at least.
Another point in his favor. She must‟ve thought she‟d hit the lottery last night. Wherever that had been.
And who cared about that now? Shifting around was a little difficult in the dark and she didn‟t want to hurt anything vital—namely that gorgeous erection—but with a little help from him, she wound up with her knees on either side of his thighs as he sat upright, her hands on his cheeks and her mouth descending on his.
He seemed surprised at first, his body freezing into stillness, but when she licked at his lips, he got with the program and kissed her back. And great freaking Jesus, the guy could kiss.
His tongue dove into her mouth and twined around hers while his hands grabbed onto her hips and pulled her even closer.
God, he was huge. And she didn‟t just mean his cock. Pressed against him the way she was now, she got a better sense of his size.
Her breasts were cushioned against a chest so broad and muscular, the guy had to be built like John Cena, the professional wrestler one of the girls at the Journal had a crush on.
His abs felt like a washboard, which she discovered when she pressed forward to rub her mound against his cock, looking for some relief for the tension in her body.
He broke away from her kiss, but his hips rose slightly, rubbing his cock almost where she needed it to go. Just a little to the left and he‟d rub against her clit.
“Whoa, Carrie.” His hands tightened on her hips but didn‟t push her away. “Are you sure you‟re feeling okay?”
Hmm, maybe she’d had more to drink last night than she remembered. But he was so nice to ask.
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Backblurb Size Matters:
Tim Sattazahn can’t believe his luck. The six-foot redhead who crashed into his forest during a snowstorm is gorgeous, funny and hot for him. Everything would be perfect except for the fact that she’s looking for Bigfoot.
And, unfortunately for Tim, she found him…