“Your touch, it’s so, so divine. The calluses on your hands add that extra roughness which coincides with your masculinity. The power of your tongue causes me to surrender to your demands without you speaking a word. Please don’t nibble there, oh God, I’m losing control.”
***Book will be coming soon! Hopefully in June.:)….I know I know, I said May, but I lied..lol..Well I really did plan to have it completed by May. This novella will be available on Amazon.
Hey guys, I’ll be posting just a couple more snippets from my novella before it’s published. I plan to have it completed by the end of March. Be sure to pick up a copy on Amazon.com:)
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“You’re such a cunt for stealing one of my cards.”
Channing’s condescending words caused my pressure to rise. “Steal? Ales, I don’t steal. Like I said I took the card. I passed out your card just like you pass out your body. You give it away to whoever wants it; I gave out your card to someone who I felt needed it. There’s a difference between being wanted and wanting to be needed.” Channing released a haughty chuckle. “Remember, I got into your black lace panties the first day I met you, just hours afterwards. You wanted me to want you. And a cunt is something I’m not, I’m a fucker.”
#SexRender
#March2016
#KLP
The songs slowed even more. We grew closer. Too close. I couldn’t deny this now. I had to own up to the moment. His eyes slowly shuffled to mine. We lost ourselves in each others stance. His alluring grey eyes summonsed me. Our lips inched closer as the gaze grew more intense. All movement ceased, except for our lips. They touched, never leaving each other. The kiss intensified. Drunken saliva swirled around as our tongues tangoed.
“Why blather?” A smirk chimed across his lips. “Time will tell if you can breathe without my touch Ales.” I wanted to smack the dimple that rested in his chin.
“I’m breathing now aren’t I?” My long slender legs moved slowly across the shiny marble floor towards the door. I reached out for the brass handle and twist it counter clock wise, and flung open the door, “You may leave Channing.” His chiseled jaw line flinched, as his eyes narrowed. I could smell the arrogance through his pores.
#Novella
#sexrenderFeburary2016
Hey guys, I hope you all enjoy the short snippets I’ll be posting from my newest novella, SexRender.
You’re just an afterthought, nothing more. What we shared was only temporary, no feelings were involved. There’s no need to reminisce. I understand that you miss me, but there won’t be another chance. No, don’t touch me. The feel from your hands against my cheek cause me to recoil, no matter how soft the touch.
Coming soon!
~KLP~
Your touch, it’s so, so divine. The callus on your hands add that extra roughness which coincide with your masculinity. The power of your tongue causes me to surrender to your demands without you speaking a word. Please don’t nibble there, oh God, I’m losing control. My legs won’t hold steady, I can’t stop them from shaking. My clammy hands wonder to the small of your back as you surface for air. My shaky legs are now being controlled by your bulging triceps, as they cascade towards my bare chest, theirs no escaping now. Oh yes, please enter my realm. My galaxy is accepting of your world. Please enter.
KLP
