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My room is finished.

The move is finished. My daughter and granddaughter are now at home with us. I’m tip toeing around a sea of boxes and baby toys. Today, I experienced getting ready for work while getting a toddler ready to go. It’s been a long time since I had to do that. I could have gone a lifetime without experiencing it again!

I’m soooo glad she’s a cheerful little critter when she wakes up!

I actually managed to get some laundry done. I was so excited. LOL, pretty sad, isn’t it? With our lives up in the air, no routines have been established. I’m trying to find a place that I can write again. I’m currently in an odd and uncomfortable position while writing my post. No way can I finish a book like this!

My computer is practically upside down. I think I’m going to go on the hunt for a desk again. It just has to be small enough to not crowd out the room, but large enough to have my laptop and room for my coffee and notes.

I’d like to get an old cast iron sewing machine bottom and build my own. Maybe I watch too much Flea Market Flip! But since I love to sew, that would combine two of my favorite things! Isn’t this gorgeous? I’d do it with just a bit bigger top so I could add a file cabinet on one side and some type of drawers for all my pens and papers that I jot notes on.

Tomorrow I’ll try a new spot to write in. I have to hide my computer from my granddaughter. Anything that is Grandma’s she thinks is hers! She’s already taken over my Kindle to watch Sesame Street on. In the meantime I’m on a hunt for an old sewing machine.

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It’s done!

It’s finally done! Well, we have to put plate covers on two outlets and the light switch, but otherwise we’re finally finished! Here’s a quick picture chronicle. Unfortunately I don’t have a picture of the before! Though I don’t really want to remember it that way!

This is EVERYTHING primed! I’ve tried to paint raw drywall before and the paint just doesn’t come out even without it, not to mention it will take 3 or more coats to get it to turn out correctly. So one coat of primer is better in the end.

Starting to paint!

This is both colors up.

Now the trim.

You can see that I finally got the closet cleaned out! That was horrible! Especially the weird sticky brown stains in there. I don’t even want to know what the kids got all over the walls. We also painted the inside of the closet. It made a world of difference.

Here are the final pics!

What do you think? I like how it turned it. The room is our smallest. I finally measured it and it is a 13’x13′ room. Not a bad size for the smallest bedroom in the house.

The cast iron bed has been mine since high school. The pink doily on the back is a piece tatted by my great-grandma Esther. Sadly she passed on when I was about 8 months pregnant with my first child, so over 25 years ago. Hard to believe so much time has passed. Anyhow…

The lighter colors and the trim don’t show up quite the same in pictures as they do in real life. The walls are more of a buttery color and the trim a shade darker than white. Here are the color strips.

The main walls are Chai Tea Latte. The accent wall is Honey Haven and the trim is Instant Relief. LOL. I used a Pittsburgh Paint base because it was on sale for $24 a gallon. I have to say, I’m happy with it. I used one full gallon of the Latte, 1/2 a gallon of the Honey and 3/4 of the Instant Relief.

Every color had to have a second coat and that is even after we primed the dry wall. Imagine how many coats I would have had to do if I hadn’t primed! I used 1 1/2 gallons just of the primer. I primed the walls and the trim.

So, you’d think I’d be ready to finish my books, right? Wrong! I’m spending today and tomorrow cleaning out our old room and the other bedroom for my daughter and granddaughter. Blah! They are moving stuff in and will be here for good on Monday when we move the big stuff.

My daughter is working today so I gave my husband the choice to stay home and clean while I babysat or babysit while I cleaned.

He’s babysitting. LOL. Big surprise there!

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Sunday Sales, but first…

So sorry I’ve been off line for a couple of days! My BFF from high school lost his mom this week. I practically lived at his house for four years. I headed down home to Illinois to attend her wake. It’s a 3 hour drive and I worked and then went down. It wasn’t all sadness. Besides hanging with Etienne, we got together with another pair of friends.

High School sweethearts, Tim and Barb have been married for 32 years, have five children and two grandkids. Don’t figure out the math! Yes, I graduated with them. Yes I’m that old. (I told you to not figure out the math!)

The four of us are all the exact same age. Comes with the territory! The last time I’d seen Etienne, I went to his parents 50th wedding anniversary with him. That was 10 years ago.

NO, I’m not that bad of a friend that we live 3 hours apart and I don’t visit. He lives in Seattle and flew home for his mom’s funeral.

So, here is my goofy friend whom I love to pieces. 

See, doesn’t he look just a little crazy, lol?

And check out my new glasses! The big 80’s styles are coming back! It is so nice to see again! I got 2 new pair. The ones here are a turquoise tortoise shell, and the other pair are an awesome purple!

Then when I got home, I had to finish painting the room I was working on. I’ll show that in all its finished glory next Saturday on my post. Suffice it to say for now that I’ll be finishing the trim up today, cleaning out the closet so I can get that ready and moving stuff in.

YAY! Then cleaning out the rest of the room where the baby will be sleeping and my daughter and granddaughter will be moving in. Now, one more photo before I have the sales posts. This is the four of us together. Messing around at Denny’s just like old times!

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ACK!

img_20160416_154323That makes me feel like the cartoon Cathy, lol. I was heading to bed when I realize I was so busy writing, (#amwriting) I forgot my blog post for Saturday morning! So here I am, midnight, writing my post.

The house was quiet when I got home. My hubby had to go to work at 6:00 pm tonight. I get off work at 6:00 pm so we didn’t see each other. It is a rare day anymore that I get to go home to a quiet house. I took advantage of it and wrote! I have 30 pages to go to polish up A Dragon’s Treasure and I’ll be sending it off to an editor.

So, exciting times! I love my dragon books more than the rest, lol. Sad, but true!

On the home front, though, my drywall man cancelled on me! I found another who will be coming out tomorrow for an estimate. He also said he can start on Monday. I have less than 2 weeks before the girls move back home! I just hope it won’t break my pocket book!

suzy-brileighYou can see the fun we’ll have with these two.brileigh1

Bri loves to copy cat, lol. She is happy to make animal sounds and her pig snort cracks us all up. We’re looking forward to it and dreading it all at the same time!

I have no clue how I will find time to write with the little munchkin in the house. I’ll probably have to sneak off somewhere. Or lock myself in a room. But after I had my pituitary tumor removed, I decided that family has to come first!

It always had, but sometimes the time was grudgingly given! You never know how much time you have and I’d like to spend it with the ones I love. (That gave me a bit of a scare!)

Now I just have to get back out to see my son in California. He’s a Marine and loves it, so he isn’t close to home. But that is okay. He has his life to live and we chat on Facebook and text.

nick-suzy-brileigh We did see him this summer for our niece’s wedding. It may be another year before we visit him again. We’ll have to see! But first, I have to get the house done!

Combining two households into one is not going to be fun! Especially when I haven’t been able to take any time off. The only days I’ve had off, I’ve ended up babysitting. Fun but it doesn’t make the house any cleaner!

So on that note, I’m heading to bed! I’m up bright and early tomorrow to clean and get that estimate!

 

Just remember, if you can be a unicorn, be a unicorn! Be yourself and be unique! See, I’m a unicorn, lol.

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Another Saturday already!

I actually managed some writing this week!

Got a little bit of A Dragon’s Treasure done and started a bit of a new manuscript. I’ll see if it goes anywhere. Sometimes I’ll write a bit and table it for the future. Or it will end up in another story all together as I find it fits there.

I have a huge folder like that, lol.

Here’s a bit of A Dragon’s Treasure. Mind you, it is unedited! At least by anyone other than me.

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His dragon wanted her, desired her and was demanding he keep her safe. He knew she would be if she became his.

“Mate me.” A moan was his only reply. His chest swelled at the glow on her body, the satiated look on her face. “Mate me.”

“I can’t, not yet.” Coldness spread from his heart. He withdrew, sliding out of her warmth and the truck. He stood, staring at her. Kai needed to understand why.

“Why not?” A sigh was his answer as Connie sat up, pulling her bra and top down with a curse as she struggled to pull it over her breasts. Kai eyed her, enjoying the pink tipped treats as they disappeared from view.

“I just can’t. I’m waiting.”

“Waiting for what? You are my mate. Why should we wait?” Connie’s nostrils flared as she listened to him. Kai knew the impatience he felt was evident in his voice just by the look on her face.

“Move. Out of my way.” Connie was scrambling to get her bottoms on as she slid across the seat. “I don’t have to explain myself. You don’t own me.” She pushed him aside, grabbing her pants and sliding them on. “When I’m ready I’ll let you know. With that attitude, it will be a good long while.” She snapped her pants, adjusting them around her tiny waist. Even that sounded pissed.

Kai ground his teeth and let her go. He wasn’t sure exactly why she was in a snit. Connie had been a bit secretive lately but that could have something to do with the wedding they were planning. He truly wasn’t pushing as hard as he could be. Kai could just take her and make her his mate without her permission but he didn’t want to be in her bad graces. Kai was pretty sure that would not be a very good idea.

He’d have to let her come to him. Dragon’s just were not patient, especially fire dragons like him. Their passions ran as hot as the flames that ran through them. If he changed her and she was pissed, he wasn’t sure that he would want to face her.

His eyes followed her to the house. Despite everything, Kai could feel the danger closing in. If he didn’t change her before the danger arrived and she was injured or killed, he would never forgive himself. But he couldn’t force the mating on her, Connie had to submit of her own free will.

****

Connie knew she was being unreasonable as her feet hit the steps of the porch with loud stomps. Kai wasn’t asking anything that she wasn’t asking herself. She needed to sit down and talk with him. He just overwhelmed her sometimes.

“Connie, you got mail.” Ellen sounded excited as she handed it to her. Connie looked at the address. It was from UW. Taking a deep breath, Connie opened it and started reading. She looked up at Ellen. “Well? What did it say?”

“Ellen.” Connie looked at her, trying to stay calm. Hell with it she thought. “I got in!” She ran toward Ellen and started jumping up and down as they hugged and laughed. “I got in! Oh, my God! I can’t believe it!”

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I hope you like it! It is coming closer to the end. Then an editor. I just have to have the time! I have a drywaller coming this week to finish up the bedroom I’m working on. Then next week I’ll be able to paint and start moving in. That will entail going through 23 years of junk from my bedroom. *whine* Not to mention the leftovers from my kids in their rooms!

Well, I’m off to babysit the adorable granddaughter! Have a good Saturday! If you’re looking for something to read, check out my author page at Amazon!

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Black’s Fall

Kristen Lynn

He’s a spirit looking for redemption…she’s a heart looking for a soul…Separated by time… bound together by a love they can’t ignore… They will fight for his freedom, her heart, and a lifetime together.

After attending four weddings in one year, Faith Bannon isn’t looking forward to wedding number five. Unlucky number five brings with it more than the attempts to set her up with everyone from best man to caterer. This time Faith is headed back to Texas and a past that haunts her. When she witnesses a ghostly reenactment of man gunned down by a phantom posse, Faith questions her sanity and the intense pain she feels at the loss of a man she’s never met and who’s been dead for over a hundred years.
Johnny Black lived up to his last name right up until the night a bullet found the heart he’d offered to a treacherous woman. He expected damnation. He didn’t expect the hell of reliving his death every year on the anniversary he was shot down by a posse. Having a woman cry over him wasn’t ever a part of the recreation until Faith Bannon did just that. Now he has one chance to avoid eternal damnation and that’s to help Faith find her heart.
Despite the obstacles, Faith and Johnny are willing to take a chance with their hearts trusting only Skye and Noah McCoy with the truth about the tall, dark, and handsome Texan escorting Faith. But there are forces unwilling to see Johnny outside of purgatory and they’re willing to kill Faith in order to keep him.

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Hollywood Lights
Austin Nights

Michel Prince

The electricity on set between two of Hollywood’s rising stars could light the city for weeks. But can there be a happily ever after when the camera turns off?

Soren Birch wrote a movie deserving of the best Hollywood has to offer, but as a first time screenwriter, he’s stuck on a shoestring budget. Vision Star has offered him a deal and set him up in Austin, Texas. Now the actor turned writer will be donning a few hats, including director, as his passion piece comes to life.
In Hollywood, Alicia Winters’ star is rising, but she is slowly learning quantity over quality after being kicked off her latest set. She then finds her way to her sister’s bakery in Braden, Iowa. A few days of rest and little tough love has her ready to take a chance on a small budget film in Austin.
A dream actress and a company willing to take a chance on him, Soren is beginning to think he might actually make a name for himself beyond being a sex symbol. Can his luck finally be changing or will his attraction to Alicia derail his dream before it even starts?
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From the Shadows

Dawn Montgomery

He would protect her at any cost.
The equalizers are on the move, and the stakes have never been higher. Or hotter.

He would protect her at any cost.
The equalizers are on the move, and the stakes have never been higher.
Women are disappearing from Galveston Island’s port, and Gordon McKay faces his first mission as an equalizer: bring down the human trafficking operation and the organization responsible. He expected to find trouble. He just didn’t expect it to be in the form of a take-no-prisoners firebrand like Destiny Miller.
Destiny lost her brother to war two years ago, and now a stranger claiming to be his friend comes waltzing up the steps of her bed and breakfast. He has more secrets than truths, but the eyes never lie. She’s caught in a whirlwind of trouble and somehow Gordon McKay is right at the heart of it.
One kiss was enough to ignite the flames. Another could burn away everything. Should she trust the man or the memory of the brother she thought she knew?

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Dust on the Bottle

Lori King

Freelance Photographer Monica McCray has one goal, never pass up an adventure. Coming to Crawley Creek Ranch, she finds one.
Kyler DeWitt’s inner demons are close to killing him. Booze and self-pity leave him a ticking time-bomb.
When these two forces collide, a passion like no other ignites. Now Monica realizes the adventure she wants includes North Dakota roots, but will she be enough to keep Kyler grounded or will she be just like the dust on one of his bottles?

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Off the Grid

Kelly Collins

A pampered princess risks everything for love.

Twenty-five-year-old Nikola Stone has three months to convince her famous parents not to disinherit her. Scrambling to prove she’s more than a pampered princess, Nikola finds herself living on a wind and solar farm in Texas, owned by super hot environmentalist, Colton Becket.
Without the safety net of her silver spoon life, Nikola discovers living off the grid may in fact hold the key to her inner happiness, and bring her the surprise she never would have expected—true love.
But when Colton’s dream is threatened, she does the unimaginable to try to save his farm. Her desperate actions mean losing her inheritance for good—and possibly losing the only person who has ever truly cared for her.
Will her plan backfire, or will Nikola find out that giving up everything means she can actually have it all?
Find out in Off the Grid.

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All the King’s Horses

Katherine Rhodes

When the girl on the high horse belongs there, it’s a hell of a job to tame her…

One million-dollar horse.
One family farm.
One Jersey Girl with an attitude.
One recipe for complete disaster.

Well, if anyone had asked RJ Miller, anyway. To make matters worse, he started the whole deal firmly planted on the wrong foot–and Lucy da Silva made sure he knew it.
Visiting the Double Down Ranch outside Austin, Lucy is there with her sister Fatima to purchase a stock of breeding horses for her family back in New Jersey. She knows her horses. She knows her farms. She knows her mind–and she knows she doesn’t like RJ Miller.
Despite the rocky start, RJ finds himself falling for the high-spirited woman. It seems like there’s nothing she can’t do: ride, rope, clean, cook, and dance. Lucy can’t seem to stay away from RJ either, and they find themselves riding more than horses.
If only life were simple: find the girl, fall in love, happily ever after. But with people plotting to get their hands on Double Down’s beautiful thoroughbred, King’s Dominion, Lucy has to admit a truth she hid years ago to save RJ’s sister and her own life…

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Race to Tebow

V.A. Dold

Hell Yeah! The New Orleans Mob doesn’t stand a chance against A man in love and the Hell Yeah crew.

Bullets are flying, and Sheena Savoy is running out of places to hide.
In the wrong place at the wrong time, her boss wants her silenced-permanently.
The only upside is the sexy protection she’s been assigned.
Bastien Benoit, a no-nonsense, by the rules WITSEC Marshal, has never wavered. That is until Sheena Savoy. The sexy, courageous woman who makes him feel things he has no business feeling for a witness under his protection.
There’s a mole at WITSEC, and the only person standing between Sheena and a bullet is Marshall Benoit. Forced on the run, Marshall Benoit knows of one place to hide where the Syndicate won’t find them.

Can they make it to Tebow Ranch in Time?

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Cowboy Versus Cupid

Kandi Silvers

When the battle of the sexes stops being fun and games because someone loses their heart!

Ms. Cupid—advice columnist supreme. Women idolize her, and unbeknown to Joselyn Armstrong, men hate her. She works from home and no one other than her best friend, the Editor of Glam Buzz Magazine and her favorite ice cream flavor know her professional identity. So she doesn’t date and her family finds her odd. Josie is perfectly happy helping others find love and staying out of the crossfire, but then came Bentley.
Bentley Cutes often pretends to be his twin brother Ross. Too bad, he doesn’t have a twin, only an older brother and younger sister. He likes his secret life in San Antonio, Texas, doing what he wants and of course the rest of the time—most of the time, has his restaurant and bar, his family and friends in Kerrville. He likes everyone except Ms. Cupid and has a minor vendetta against the faceless columnist who needs to be stopped—and he is just the man for the job. Then Josie walks into his life and he realizes he was wrong. Not only about the lie on his identity, but about Ms. Cupid herself.

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Her Hell No Cowboy

Donna Michaels

Keeping it light has never involved more heart.

Ever since his first deployment, Lincoln McCall came home a changed man, swapping life philosophies with his twin brother. No more playing it safe, or by the rules, or looking for “Miss Right”. Hell no. But holding onto that concept is hard when Linc falls into a pool with his arms full of the one that got away.
Coming out of the fog from her husband’s death, Ashely Patterson wants to live a little, have fun…feel alive. So when the sexy cowboy she crushed on in her youth hires her to work on his house, she gives herself permission to enjoy the attraction sizzling between them…after all, she’s only there temporarily, and he doesn’t do relationships.
But when their feelings turn serious, she’s in a heap of trouble. Linc is in the military. So was her husband and that got him killed. She can’t risk her heart to another man who could deploy and never return. Hell no. It was better to leave and take her heart with her.
Now, if only she could figure out how to get the cowboy to give it back.

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thetutor_emailMini Blog Post: Losing our Senses

We have five senses. We use them all without thinking, but as a writer, I’ve always been intrigued by what it would be like to live without one – one that we use most often. If you’ve read The Initiation of Ms. Holly, then you know the story hinges on not being able to see the face of a lover. In To Rome with Lust, I concentrated on bringing the sense of smell to the forefront to the point of it being nearly a curse.

In The Tutor, I take away the one sense that we never lose, the one we most rely on in our everyday life. I take away the sense of touch. Sculptor, Lex Valentine is severely haphephobic — not being able to touch anyone else or allow himself to be touched. Within that context, I wanted to explore intimacy and how it would develop – if it even could develop – without the aid of human contact.
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thetutor_800The Tutor Blurb:

Struggling writer, Kelly Blake has a secret life as a sex tutor. Celebrated sculptor and recluse, Alexander ‘Lex’ Valentine, can’t stand to be touched. When he seeks out Kelly’s advice incognito, the results are too hot to handle. When Kelly terminates their sessions due to what she considers her unprofessional behavior, Lex takes a huge risk, revealing his identity to her at a gala exhibition, his first ever public appearance. When Kelly helps the severely haphephobic Lex escape the grope of reporters and paparazzi, rumors fly that the two are engaged, rumors encouraged by well-meaning friends and colleagues.

The press feeding frenzy forces Kelly into hiding at Lex’s mansion where he convinces her to be his private tutor just until the press loses interest, and she can go back home. They discover quickly that touch is not essential for sizzling, pulse-pounding intimacy. But intimacy must survive the secrets uncovered as their sessions become more and more personal.

 

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The-Tutor-KD-Grace_PromoSquare_PreOrder_finalExcerpt: First ContactFor a long moment they sat in silence again, both wrapped in matching terry robes, both looking slightly worse for the wear. He was okay with that. He could have sat there with her all night, but she broke the spell. “Lex, you’re exhausted. Do you think you could try to get some more sleep?”

“Stay with me.” The words were out before he could stop them. “If you stay with me, I can sleep.”

She stood and looked back at his bed and, for a dreadful moment, he though she was going to say no. “All right then, but your bed’s a train wreck. Why don’t you come to mine? It’s virtually undreamed in tonight. Besides I only allow good dreams in my bed.” She nodded to the open French doors and gave him an encouraging smile.

Back in the Meadowlark Suite she went to work on their sleeping arrangements, putting a barrier of pillows down the middle between them. It was a huge bed, just like his, so there was still lots of room. “There are enough cushions and pillows and throws for a herd of elephants to have a slumber party,” she said. “I don’t move much when I sleep, but this will make sure that I don’t accidentally touch you or you me.” She pulled back the covers and nodded to the space. “Get comfy and I’ll tuck you in.” He did as she asked, wishing desperately that they could lose the pillow barrier and he could take her in his arms and hold her all night and wake up with her still pressed against him. The thought made his chest ache with longing, but that she was here, that she was next to him, sleeping close, that would do. That was so much better than anything he’s ever been able to imagine for himself.

When she was settled in on the other side of the pillow barrier, he couldn’t keep from smiling. She was in his bed, well technically it was his bed, wasn’t it? She wore his engagement ring, and she did! She still wore it. She hadn’t taken it off. At least for the moment he could almost imagine the two of them as a normal couple climbing into their bed together after a hard day, lying close to each other before they both drifted off to sleep. What must that feel like? Would he ever know? If he ever did, at this moment he couldn’t imagine anyone he’d rather share his bed with than Kelly Blake. And just before he drifted off to sleep, he remembered that she had found him, she had followed him and come searching for him, both the other night in the sculpture garden and tonight. She had rescued him from the dream world and she hadn’t been repulsed by his neediness. She had stayed with him.

* * *

Kelly woke with a pillow tossed carelessly over her face and a heavy warm weight on her body. It was only when she moved slightly in an effort to dislodge whatever it was that she realized the heavy weight was Lex Valentine. She froze, heart summersaulting in her chest, right exactly where his head rested, dark hair tickling her chin. All around them she could see nothing but mounds of pillows, but there were none between them. There was nothing between them. His head lay between her breasts with one hand cupping her. One well-muscled leg was thrown over her body just above her hip, which his morning erection prodded enthusiastically. What the hell should she do? If he woke up like this, he would pass out or throw up or both, at the very least he would have a panic attack, but she hadn’t moved. He had found his way to her in his sleep, and he clung to her like he would a lover. Like he would a lover! That thought focused her enough that she made an effort to relax. It was human contact. The cost, from what she had seen yesterday — at least between the two of them — the cost was worth paying. His unconscious had known exactly what he needed, what he desired. So why not let his unconscious take care of the need he couldn’t yet take care of consciously. Did she believe that he would be able to at some point? She desperately wanted to believe that, and she wanted to be there when it happened. She wanted to be the one he took consciously into his arms.

His thumb brushed her nipple and she battled to hold still in the bed as it stiffened and rose against his stroking. The satin hardness of his erection surged where it pressed trapped between her hip and his body, and he began to shift and slide against her. She swallowed back a moan, feeling the rush of heat down low where her legs were spread. Had she slept that way, or was it an unconscious response to the nearness of him and his obvious need of her. She couldn’t help it, she wriggled slightly beneath him until she was a little more open and the rhythmic clench and release, clench and release, of her pelvic muscles mirrored his slid and shift, slide and shift. He squirmed and moaned and she froze, for a moment fearing he was waking up and once again at a loss as to what she should do to make it easier for him. But instead of waking up, he shifted more fully onto her until he was almost, but on quite on top of her. His cock pressed up against the inside of her thigh, and still he shifted and slid and moaned softly and, God help her, she found herself wriggling and grinding in an effort to get more fully beneath his body, in an effort the get him inside her. Jesus, she wanted him inside her! She wanted him inside her like she’d never wanted anything as his fingers curled around her breast kneading in rhythm to his shifting, in rhythm to the undulation of her hips. Then he took his hand away and she all but cried out in her frustration, catching herself just before there was any sound other than a heavy intake of breath. But there was very little time to dwell on the absence of his hand as he moved splayed fingers down the flat of her belly and wriggled his way into the top of her panties, there he rested his hand only for a moment on her pubic curls and she arched against it, effectively willing him to seek out the place where she needed to be touched. And thank fuck, he did! He found that place, and memories of the slippery pear half flashed through her head as he carefully, but urgently fingered her open and began to stroke and probe.

This was insane. He was asleep. She absolutely had to wake him before it was too late. If he woke up like this he’d be embarrassed as well as panicked. If he woke up like this he would think she was taking advantage, which she was. And then he found her clitoris, and she held her breath and dug her heels into the mattress to keep from moving as he circled her — first with his thumb and then with two fingers slick with her own lust. Then he found her rhythm and he thrust and scissored, circled and probed, exactly as she had told him she liked it, as she had demonstrated on the pear.

There was nothing she could do but let him touch her, let the feel of him wash over her in waves, the incredible sensation of being caressed so intimately by Lex Valentine. Her haze of arousal was sharply punctuated by his moans and grunts, not the sounds of distress, but the sounds of a man about to ejaculate. Though her own shifting and rocking had become almost entirely internal, she was there with him, right on the edge as he stroked and touched and tweaked. Christ, how could anything feel better than this? He stopped breathing. His whole body was one tightly clenched muscle, the shifting and sliding had become outright thrusting, and the moans and grunts had escalated to guttural growls. At some point, she didn’t know when it had happened, she grabbed onto the headboard to keep back the overpowering urge to touch him, to take him by the wrist and hold his hand down where she needed it, to grab him by the cock and stroke him until he came, or even better to guide his erection down between her legs where she wanted him most of all. But before there was time to think about it, he grunted, then grunted again, and she felt the warm wet of his release against her thigh. That was enough to send her over the edge. Try though she might, she couldn’t lie still, and Lex woke up.

“Kelly? Fuck!” His words were followed by a hard thud and a barely swallowed string of curses as he rolled off onto the floor.

“Christ, Lex, are you all right? Are you okay? I’m sorry, I didn’t know what to do. I should have woke you up.”

“You did wake me up,” he managed between gasps for breath. “Christ, woman, no one has ever woken me up like that before.” He groaned and rolled onto his side.

“Are you okay?”

“Never better.” He said with a soft laugh that sounded somewhat painful. “I’ll be even better still if I can get the room to stop spinning. For a long moment there was no sound but the sound of his breathing. She wasn’t breathing at all, though she desperately needed to. She was too busy trying to listen to him, to make sure he was okay.

At last he spoke. “Did I just … Did we just.”

She couldn’t help the giddy little laugh. “Your fingers aren’t sticky from fondling canned pears, big boy, and I’m gonna need clean sheets.”

 

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