And Speaking of Beds....

A little (unedited) love scene snippet from the current WIP. Protected under the 'Y'all Saw What Happened To Cassie Edward's Ass' Copyright.

He dropped his boxers.

She dropped her jaw.

“Oh Winston.” Raine gulped for air. “Oh my, my, my.”

Color lightly stained the hollows of his cheeks, but he still managed to look pretty smug as he glanced down at himself. “What? You mean this old thing?”


Raine scampered across the bed on her hands and knees, then reached for him, wrapping fingers that barely met around the circumference of his **ck. “Oh, damn.”

“Oh, hell,” he groaned, sucked in a deep breath then hissed it out at her rhythmic caress, his hips moving in tandem within her firm erotic clasp. He cupped her chin, tilting her face up to him, and devoured her mouth as she continued to stroke. But this was kid’s play and not enough. He toppled her backwards and followed her down onto the bed, cutting off her tiny shriek with another hungry kiss.


There's more of Raine & Winston here.

ps: Yes, I know all you grammar freaks, I switched povs and the 'jaw drop' phrase is a prime example of that independently moving body parts thing that drives some peeps nuts. Chill.

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