Little known fact...About two years ago I played with a flash fiction type game where I had to create some characters. They were named Nye and Kiri. That little exercise turned into almost 100,000 words and the beginning of The Frozen series, releasing July 17th. So between celebrating the upcoming release I needed to also switch gears. Everyone knows I love Chrysalis, but Chrysalis is bubble gum and The Frozen is hot wings. I have a dark side so I searched out some adult writers...some best sellers and asked them to look at the picture to my left and come up with 150 words about it. It will give you a little taste of their writing...if you like their piece please click on their website and check out their novels.
Right Where He Wants Her~~Lila Munro
Pulling into his driveway in his unmarked car wasn’t his intention when Lt. Dillon Quinn cuffed one Miss Jenna Dearbourne and tossed her into the back after she assured him her mouth was indeed truly that dirty. Calling him a cock-sucking bastard wasn’t far from the truth, but it stung nonetheless. He’d meant to haul her in and leave her in holding overnight to cool off, but something about those pouty, coral lips and transparent, blue eyes kept calling his baser instincts to the surface and punishment of another kind flashed through his mind’s eye bringing a smile and hard-on. Dillon’s husband would probably sigh and roll his eyes at the sight of yet another random female in their bed when he arrived home from the graveyard shift, but hell, what was there to complain about?
Handcuffed, well-fucked, and begging for more…soon he’d have her right where he wanted her…
I will have everything- Cassandre Dayne
Nick jerked her up onto his knee, pushing her arm behind her back. The handcuff was merely a formality. Bekka wasn’t going anywhere. Still, he enjoyed the way she responded when he was gruff, his demeanor bordering on savage. After all, she was his sub. “You belong to me, remember?”
“Yes, sir.” Her lower lip trembling, Bekka’s eyes opened wide.
While there was apprehension riding her face, there was also defiance and something Nick loved about her. All wildcat and verve, her willful actions alone were enough to force his swollen cock hard against the tight confines of his pants. He’d take her hard soon enough – just the way she craved. “What do you want?”
“No matter what?”
“You can have anything and everything you hunger for.”
Brushing perspiration from her brow, he brought the single bead to his lips, savoring the taste of her. “I will have everything.”
Dance of the Succubus by JL Oiler
Koda swung around the pole as the lights flickered across her partially nude body. Her hunger drove her on, twisting and grinding to the loud music as the human men stared captivated by the curves of her body. Like the rest of her succubus siblings, that called the Inferno Room home, their desire feed her hunger. Sating this hunger meant ensuring that these men would be willing to do anything, including forfeit their souls, to possess her. Luckily for her, Koda already had one on the hook.
Motioning to him with a single bright red painted finger nail she coaxed him to the backroom and signaled for him to take a seat in the chair positioned in the room’s center. Flipping the switch on the wall that set the music and ambiance, Koda swayed her way across the room and straddled his lap.
Licking her brightly painted lips in invitation she leaned in close and whispered against his ear.
“Do you want me?”
“Yes, do you want me?”
“Good” he said with a toothy grin that startled her moments before he sank his own fangs deep into her neck to feed.
Just my luck, Koda thought as her vision clouded. Of all the men in this place I would be the one to seduce an Incubus.
Touching the small of her back, my hands clasped the silkiness of her skin, pulling her closer on my lap. The leather of her jeans rubbed against my hardness as her heat singed my body through my jeans.
“Kiss me,” she demanded as her gaze locked with mine.
My body longed to, even as my head knew better. She was my prisioner. I’d spent the last forty-eight hours trying to find her to bring her back to Vegas to answer for her crimes. Jezzebel was a temptation in a small package and was using her body to corrupt my honor.
“Aw, hell. My honor be damned. I’m already destined for perdition.”
Taking possession of her mouth, I claimed it and marked it as my own. Nibbling down her neck, my fangs dropped. Piercing her skin, Jezzebel moaned as my bite brought her to climax.
“And that was just the beginning.”
Cuffing Daisy By Leanore Elliott
Max held her hips above his ready cock. The handcuffs were a nice touch. The cuffing stretched her arms back, so that her tits rose up so nicely. He reached up and twisted them with a sensuous playfulness until she moaned from the sensation.
Daisy’s silken pussy rose and fell over his erected sensitive dick with a hot wet friction as she rode him hard. He knew he needed to hold his climax back until she was on the verge. He decided to speed up her trip over that edge. Reaching down, he stroked her clit with his index finger.
“Oh, Max…” she cried out. “No, I can’t handle that.”
Revving the finger stroking, he pinched an erected nipple and plunged his throbbing cock up high into her.
“Oh, sweet Max!” she shouted.
Max exploded inside of her while watching her sweet breasts jut out even more with her orgasm.
Untitled by she who wants to only be known as -Deirdre Clairox
I woke up to the decisive click of metal. Disoriented for a moment, I realized I must have fallen asleep on the sofa. A weight pressed against my groin. Instantly alert thanks to the stirring in my pants, my eyes flew open. Her mouth crashed down on mine.
One hand caressed the back of my neck; the other was handcuffed…
“What the hell?” I tried to ask, but her insistent lips parted mine. Our tongues twined together.
She grinded into my lap. I bent my head to take a nipple between my lips, and she sucked in a breath. Moaning, she pushed away from me, reached down to unzip my pants, and knelt between my legs. Her lips closed around the object of her desire. I closed my eyes, but this time I wouldn’t fall asleep. Next time she fell asleep on the sofa? I’d have a surprise for her.
The Ice Box-By Michel Prince
The time had come for Sarah to step up and put Anthony in his place. He'd crossed the line one too many times. Teasing her. Tempting her. Only to stop before they even touched. He was her roommate and best friend since they were ten. Never even trying to be more.
Anthony was asleep on the couch when Sarah tiptoed into the kitchen to pull a pair of handcuffs out that she'd hidden in the freezer for an extra bite. Something about cold steel against her wrists made her nipples harden and tingle. A smile crept across her lips at the thought of where she'd hidden the key.
As she straddled the man of her dreams he stirred underneath her. With a quick clink of the handcuffs he woke dazed. Sarah had left her hair down so she shook out her hair and leaned into his lips. Not kissing. It was her time to tease.