What's a woman to do when
a voice follows her home and makes mad, passionate love to her?
Corporate business woman,
Capricious Gray, is dragged to a sex toy convention by her best friend. Once a
shocking, mysterious disembodied voice helps her with her purchases, it
follows her home. Passion
ensues, leaving Capri torn between lust for her fantasy lover and the desperate
need for reality in her life.
Thall, son of one of the
Fates, harbors the irrepressible need to be with the woman he's desired from
afar for years. In order to make her his, once and for all, he must help Capri
get past her fears, including the fear of what he represents - a fantasy.
Can fantasy become a
reality for these two lovers?
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EXCERPT
To the flesh on my breast, my fingers were
like ice cubes. My areolas contracted. My nipples stiffened. My next touch
changed to sandpaper—rough and scratchy. Tingles shivered through my body. Hot,
cold, rough, soft—each new sensation was a surprise.
Sweat trickled down my neck. Pressure built
deep inside. My hand turned palm up, and the vibrating nipple clamp fell into
it.
It took me a moment to figure out what to do.
No, Thall didn't send the instructions along, and I hadn't had a chance to read
them yet. My bad.
Unclasping it, I encased my nipple then hit
the tiny switch. A squeal escaped me as a tiny electric pulse shot through my
aroused dusky tip. The other clamp floated in front of me. I secured it onto my
left nipple and held my breath.
Snap.
Snap.
A surge of lust rushed through my body then
centered in my crotch.
Snap.
Snap.
Snap.
The electric pulses were titillating—pun
intended—and random, and I found myself waiting for the next. They didn't fire
together. Nor did they go off in even patterns. I lay back wallowing in the
random sensations they delighted in me. I wanted this to last for hours. A
small thought nudge me. How long do tiny
cell batteries last?
The arousal gel poured itself over my upper
thighs as strong fingertips raked the insides, forcing my legs apart.
Arousing was so the wrong term for the
lubricant. Fire would be a more apt description. I've been cooler after a tough
hour of hot yoga class.
Sweat rolled in streams from me, yet all I did
was rest on silk pillows having my nipples erotically zapped. I pulled my knees
up and let them fall. I was fully exposed, and horny as hell. I wanted to be
fucked. Needed to be fucked.
The bottle of warming gel flipped pouring
liquid heat down my crotch. My glass penis hung, head down, aimed between my
legs.
"Do you want it?"
I groaned.
"Do you want it inside you—mercilessly
driving you to a screaming orgasm?”
Do
the Fates understand the term – duh!
A hand separated my vulva and began long
glides up the insides of my labia. I sighed and sunk to the edge of bliss.
Snap.
Snap.
Snap.
Damn! Forgot about the nipple clamps.
The long fondles turned to tiny flicks
tickling my labia and inner thighs.
I squirmed and wiggled. Fire danced over my
body. "Touch me!"
"Where?" His voice brushed past me
ear.
"My clit."
Every sensation stopped. I think my heart did
too. I didn't breathe.
Time-stopping, scorching strokes on the
smallest part of my body. My fingers dug into the pillows as I experienced the
most mind-fucking sensation ever and released an intense scream of joy.
"Ohhhh!"
"Again?" His voice was soft and
tinted with humor.
"Yes!" It was more of a snarl than a
polite response.
*****
Daryl Devore lives in an in old
farmhouse in Ontario, Canada, with her husband, two cats, a large salt water
aquarium full of fish and some ghosts. Her daughter is grown and has flown the
nest. Daryl loves to take long walks up her quiet country road, or snow shoe
across the back acres and in the summer, kayak along the St. Lawrence River.
She has touched a moon rock, a mammoth and a meteorite. She's been deep in the
ocean in a submarine, flew high over Niagara Falls in a helicopter and used the
ladies room in a royal palace. Life's an adventure and Daryl's having fun
living it.
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9 comments:
Love this book.
Whew! I need ice. Lotsa ice.
Daryl, your excerpt...OMG, it is fantastic. LOVED IT!
Great excerpt, Daryl. Summer just got hotter:)
Sorry about that - not! :-)
Thanks for your enthusiasm.
Good thing there is air conditioning
Fantastic!! I tweeted.
HOT excerpt. Thank God I already had the fan on! Before the sweat slid my finger off the mouse, I tweeted. LOL
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