Hello :)
If you're taking the time to read this it means that you are a fan and I want you to know that I appreciate your support. It's funny b/c I would really like to give you an update or a new teaser but the story is so far past what you've last read. I will post a new page for you soon just to settle that itch :) Look out for the book this year. Fall is the new aim for the e-book release. A lot of people have asked me if this book is anything like "50 Shades of Grey" and honestly I have no idea because I've never read it and don't plan on reading it until after I release this book; that way there are no subconscious slips. And no, I've never read any of the Zane books either - I think I've seen an episode or two on television ions ago.
So don't sleep on me. In the meantime take a step back into our character's world and reminisce on why you should look out for this book.
From Chapter 1: Closed Doors Pg.7
How many times have I laid here pretending that he was next to me and I nested in his arms listening to his heartbeat? How many times have my tears told me that this is unhealthy and that the lack of his approach speaks volumes? Knocked up and married. He doesn't love her. He never will. It's the child he wants. I remember our last encounter. He on top of me, me on top of he, he saying how much he loved me and I, I continued to straddle his groin as if my female and his being were meant to mix juices and fluids, fluids and juices that no one else but he and I could produce. But I guess that's why he chose her because they could produce something that we never could... My hands through his hair, my face against his chest, my body on his, he is...he is....not here.
From Chapter 2: All's Not Fair in Love and War Pg. 5
Pair of lips pressed against mines as hands grab on my breasts then move to my lower inner thighs. Let the edge of your palm rub against my clit. Abandon my upper lips to make love to me down below. Stay there. Hands pressed into my own exchanging tension for tension, passion for passion, longing for longing, desire for desire. Grab me. Control me. Position me. Love me...and my body. Slow strokes to get us started. Hard thrusts in slow motion hitting that spot that sends me into exhilaration. I feel your long thickness within me. The walls of my body closing in on yours begging it not to leave but to give me more.....and more....and more.
