Monday, September 30, 2013

COVER REVEAL: Waking Up in Vegas by Stevie Kisner

Release Date: December 2013
I’m Tack Morgan, and I’m Las Vegas Magazine’s Sexiest Man. I’m the host of the most listened-to morning drive-time show on Vegas’s FM dial.
I’m also in therapy for sexual harassment.
My therapist is the one making me write this. The doc says it’ll help put things into perspective.
To be clear, I don’t have sexual harassment issues. I have sexual frustration issues.
And it’s totally not my fault.
That responsibility rests squarely with the person I’m being accused of harassing. I see her each and every weekday morning at the ungodly hour of 6 am.
Funny. I used to think that was the best time of the whole day. I lived for starting my mornings so early, not seeing my bed until many, many hours later.
Unless it was for recreation.
At the risk of sounding cocky, I recreated a lot.
Sex is my sport of choice. Or at least it was, until Jen waltzed through the station door and announced she was my new morning-show co-host.
I swear, she’s developed some sort of pheromone-canceling ESP that follows me around everywhere and cockblocks me at every turn. I haven’t gotten laid in… too long.
Honestly, I haven’t been keeping track.
Actually, yes, I have.
It’s been two months.
Coincidentally, that’s exactly how long Jensen McKenzie has been my co-host.
I don’t think my balls can get any bluer.

BLOG TOUR: Running from Forever by Ashley Wilcox

Recent college graduate, Kayla Reynolds was ready to leave the university, sorority life behind. Leaving her boyfriend of over three years, she packed her bags and moved four hours south to the big city…New York City.  Bright lights, streets that never sleep, and a business lifestyle that she yearned to have were all at her fingertips.

Kayla Reynolds was chasing her dream.
Determined and eager to make it in the corporate world, Kayla changed everything- her image, lifestyle, and outlook on life, putting her career first and her personal life second. That was until her first day, the first time she got a glimpse of Miles Blackwell. Corporate CEO and part owner of ETV, and not to mention, incredibly handsome, Miles Blackwell took Kayla by surprise, stealing her heart as he did.
But nothing had ever come that easy for Kayla. Life had always seemed to have a personal vendetta against her, stepping in when everything seemed too good to be true, reminding herself of whom she really was. It wasn’t until she met Merrick Drake that she realized when to stop; when running was no longer an option. For the first time in her life she had someone she could relate to; someone who wouldn’t judge- who saw the person she was inside. She and Merrick connected…on more levels than one.
When life was too much to handle, they ran.
But there was only one person that could make Kayla stop for good. Only one man that made her want to stay.

Would Kayla finally stop running or would it all be too much to handle?

The thing that I love most about Ashley's writing is that she really makes you feel as if you are there with the characters living their lives. You really get to know her character without getting facts spewed at you. It a natural process, as if you have known these people all your life and you fall easily into the going ons in their lives. With Running from Forever, the same thing can be said.

All of the characters, including the supporting characters, are well written and enduring. I loved Kayla and her ease with Merrick and her passion with Miles. Once you start one of Ashley's books, its hard to put it down. Before you know it, you are taken on a journey that will most likely have you laughing at times or drying an escaped tear. I love Ashley's work and can't wait for another great book to settle down with soon!

She let out an exasperated breath. “No. No, I gotta figure this out.” She turned to face me, legs crossed, intertwined. “I don’t know what to do, Merrick.”
            I felt it in my chest. She was lost, pleading for help. I didn’t know if I was the best person to help her. I’d lived just as fucked up a life myself. From the age I could run, I did, staying at friend’s houses almost every day of the week, stopping home quick after school just to make sure my mom hadn’t overdosed and was dead on the floor. I did this almost my whole life…up until I ran here.
            “I can’t really help you, babe, if I don’t know what happened,” I told her as sympathetically as I could, looking into her sad eyes. Even if I wasn’t the most qualified person to give advice, I wanted to help, but I also needed to know what happened first.
            Kayla rubbed her face with her hands, keeping them over her eyes for a minute longer. She was thinking; questioning if she was ready to spill. I didn’t want to force her to do it, so I sat there quietly. I wish I could just sweep her up and run far, far away; take her away from all the bad in her life permanently, but that would mean I had to run again, and I was done running. I couldn’t do it anymore.
            “I loved him.” Her voice was a whisper. She removed her hands from her face but only to look down to her crisscrossed feet. She couldn’t look at me while she told me, and I was okay with that. “I let my guard down when I knew I shouldn’t have, but I couldn’t help it.”

What inspired you to write your first book? My high school years. I was in a YA reading spree, reading everything YA, and it got me reminiscing about how my young adult years were. Only problem was, my life wasn’t YA….

How did you come up with the title?  Planning on Forever actually was a few different titles before being published. It’s first one was Closure. The second one was Letting Go, but neither of them sat well with me. Then one day Planning on Forever popped into my head and I loved it. There really wasn’t anything significant about it- it just fit. 

Who is your favorite author and what is it that really strikes you about their work? I actually don’t have one specific favorite author. Some of my favorites are Colleen Hoover, Rebecca Donovan, Karina Halle, Abbi Glines, Jamie McGuire…they’re all incredibly talented, and authors I aspire to be.

Who is is current/favorite book boyfriend? Travis Maddox. EVERY TIME I read an excerpt or quote of any kind with him my heart does crazy things.

Which character in Running From Forever do you connect with the most?  Why? Hmm. Good question. Probably Merrick, and that’s why it didn’t really surprise me when everyone that has read it demanded his own book. He’s just a likable guy- normal- well, kind of. But I found the words flowing effortlessly when I was writing in his point of view, and I’m noticing the same thing as I write his story right now. 

If you could take one book with you on vacation, what would it be and why? Waiting on Forever. I don’t know why, but I have a strong emotional attachment to that book. I love it. I cry and get all swarmed with butterflies every time I read it. And by the way, it’s the only book by me that I have EVER read again after publishing.

What can we expect to see from you in the future? Right now, I’m working on Merrick’s book, Permanent Lines. It’s a standalone- will not be considered part of The Forever Series. I have a book that has been lingering in my head that I really would like to write- Kate’s List. It’s NOTHING like any of my other books. The characters are actually much older- middle aged. Then I promised a follow up book to Summer Rush that I plan on getting out in 2014.

Tell us one unique fact about yourself.  I’m incredibly quiet and shy in new environments and/or around people I don’t know. Meeting new people is not one of my strongest points. I can talk to people online just fine, but in person, over the phone…it takes a lot of willpower to work through it. So if you ever meet me in person and I seem stand-off-ish at first, it’s not you, it’s me! 

Some may consider me a jack of all trades, but I consider myself well rounded. 
I've waitressed, styled hair, answered phones and, most recently, worked full time as mom to my two beautiful little boys.
Then there was this book… Everyone and their brother started talking about this book series titled Fifty Shades of Grey by EL James. I didn't really pay attention to the craze at first, since I wasn't a big reader- okay, I didn't read at all. But curiosity got the best of me, so I downloaded it to my kindle.
I was immediately hooked. I read the whole series in three days. Yes, three books in three days.
I kept finding all these great books that I HAD to read (just ask my credit card!).
Then I started hearing voices. Voices that turned into stories; stories that were begging to get out of my head.
I started writing them down on scraps of paper. Then I transferred them to my computer. Before I knew it, Planning on Forever was born.
The voices in my head are still talking, so I’m still writing.

Saturday, September 28, 2013

BLOG TOUR: Wicked Thing by Angeline Kace

Carmyn Rafferty witnessed the aftermath of her mother's affair. She learned at a young age not to trust anyone. Especially not your spouse. So she's planned. She's planned every detail of her life: who her husband will be, what their careers will be, what their lives will be like. All to avoid the pain of infidelity.

Dallas Brown lives a life all his own. He doesn't do relationships, he doesn't care what anyone thinks of him, and he doesn't live up to anyone's expectations but his own. 

When Carmyn's fiancé cheats on her, it sends her into a whirlwind of one-night stands with the most infamous player on campus. She can't seem to stay away from this tough guy and his dangerous motorcycle. Everything about him is the complete opposite of who she'd planned to fall in love with: tattoos, dark stubble along his jawline, and hair that brushes his shoulders.

As Dallas and Carmyn begin to fall deeper and deeper into each other, they learn that love can truly be a wicked, wicked thing.

Wicked Thing was a wicked fun read! The chemistry between Camryn and Dallas was fun, exciting and sexy. This book was an easy read because you get sucked into it and don't want to leave. While reading I found myself grinning and giddy over the interaction between these two. The lake scene is all I have to say people! And what makes me even more excited is that this is going to continue on with some of the supporting characters. LOVE LOVE LOVE this book! 

Angeline’s Top 10 TV Shows

I don’t get to watch as much TV as I’d like to because I work full time and then I write books in my spare time. But when I do watch TV, some of my favorites include:

  1. The Big Bang Theory. One word: Sheldon. Actually, I love the whole cast. They’re all so well developed and funny!
  2. A new series that just started, but that I am totally digging is Sleepy Hollow. That first episode sucked me right in. It’s creepy, but also very engaging.
  3.  Downton Abby is another one I’m hooked on. I actually didn’t start watching this series until airing was midway through the 3rd season. But when I did watch, it was an episode after episode marathon! I even started talking to some of my friends in a British accent because I had the voices so imbedded in my brain.
  4. The Voice is one of my favorites. I didn’t watch it last season because the mix with the new judges didn’t stick with me, but the season before was what hooked me. I love Blake Shelton. He’s so sweet and funny and genuine. And Adam Levine is hot. And now that all the original judges are back together, I’m sucked in again.
  5. X Factor is another one, which surprises me actually. I watched some of the episodes last season, but I never looked forward to the show or had to watch it. But this season, with the new judge panel is awesome! I love how it’s three women and the Simon. It’s a good balance for Simon because he’s such a strong personality. The mix of the four of them is just really fun to watch!
  6. Sons of Anarchy is another show I love. I’m really behind on it—still on Season 3, but this is one of my go to shows on Netflix. And what can I say? I’m a sucker for Jax.
  7.  Revenge is one that really surprised me. I started watching it on Netflix based on a recommendation from a friend, and this was another show that once I started, I couldn’t stop. I watched episode after episode, lost sleep, sat on the edge of my chair. It’s that good. I’m really behind on this one too, though.
  8. The Walking Dead. I think this one’s a given. Most people are addicted this show. It’s so well written and the characters and their storylines are so distinct. And YAY! Only 20-something more days until it comes back on! At least during the writing of this post.
  9.  Modern Family. The thing I love about Modern Family is that it’s one of those shows that you’re not lost if you miss an episode, or five. Each one is hilarious and stand alone. Each character is well played and the cast as a whole has a great chemistry together.
  10. Jericho. I LOVE this series. I am soooo sad that it’s been cancelled. And it has been for years. And I wasn’t even one of those people who watched it when it was on TV. I watched it on Netflix, but this series is seriously one of the best done storylines and acting I have ever seen in a TV series. Each episode had me guessing if the new guy in town was good or bad and what the HECK his story was. And Skeet Ulrich was amazingly HOT In this series. I could watch him play Jack over and over. 

Angeline is a Scorpio living in the Rocky Mountains with her husband and dogs. She loves all things paranormal, believes ghosts are real, werewolves aren't, and vampires? Definitely real! At least in the Vampire Born world they are. She is currently at work on her first New Adult Romance, Wicked Thing, which releases September 2013.

BLOG TOUR: Leap of Faith by Jamie Blair

Can true love be built on lies? A teen on the run seeks relief and redemption in this gripping, romantic read.

Leah Kurtz has finally found a place to call home, a town where she and baby Addy can live in peace, far from the drug-infested place she grew up. Chris is one of the best parts of her new life, the only person who’s ever made her feel safe. And now that she’s found him, there’s no way she can tell the truth:

Her real name is Faith, not Leah. She’s seventeen, not nineteen. And the baby isn’t hers—Faith kidnapped her.

Faith’s history catches up with her when a cop starts asking questions and Chris’s aunt spots her picture in the newspaper. She knows it’s time to run again, but if Faith leaves, she’ll lose Chris. If Chris is in love with a lie, though, did Faith ever really have him in the first place?

I adored this book! This book  really tugs on your heartstrings. It can be gritty at times and once I started on the journey I had a hard time putting it down. 

Faith wants to get away from the hell hole of a life that she is living. With an alcoholic mother and a sister that loves her but is just as ready to leave herself, Faith seems stuck. She's only 16 and still has to finish high school before she can take off. Then she finds out her mom is pregnant again, Faith starts to panic. She doesn't want her new brother or sister to live through the life that she is dealt. Even though the baby is being given to a friend of her moms, its not a better situation than what she is living in now. So when the baby is born, Faith takes her new baby sister, Addy,  and take off for Florida, passing Addy off as her own. But little did she know how hard it was to raise a baby. In Florida though she finally finds a family, a place to belong. Chris and his family open their hearts and their home to Faith, but they know her as Leah, and things turn into the idealistic dream that she always wanted. But her past starts to catch up with her and she finds herself wanting to run again.

I really felt for Faith and really wanted her to find the peace and the love that every child deserves. She is broken, but she seems to finally find a place to belong, especially with Chris. Chris has his own past that he is trying to get past and he takes solitude in Leah and Addy, hoping to start a new leaf on life himself.

The ending was open ended, so I am really hoping that there is a followup to this book because I really loved Chris and Leah's love story and would love to see where this goes. I would have to say this is a 4.5 star book! 

Jamie Blair spent most of her teen years choreographing moves for her dance team routines, kissing boys on the couch after her mom went to bed, and pondering the mood enhancement qualities of Lemon Heads when consumed with Diet Coke.  Writing under Kelli Maine, she's the USA Today bestselling author of Taken. Leap of Faith is her debut New Adult novel.

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Friday, September 27, 2013

SPOTLIGHT: How to Discipline Your Vampire by Mina Vaughn

Cerise Norrel, Type A substitute teacher by day, is ready to quit being a domme. Despite her best intentions, none of her partners can keep up with her scene fetish and attention to detail—let alone her demand that they have a costume and set waiting every afternoon by the time she’s home from school.

Over a dozen potential subs have left her in the past year, but just when Cerise thinks it’s impossible—that she’ll have to go back to vanilla relationships, or be alone forever--she meets William, who wants to make all her fantasies come true. He turns her home into a
geisha’s dream apartment, a concert hall with a grand piano (which he uses to play an original composition while wearing a tuxedo), and even rents an abandoned loft for a zombie apocalypse scene—complete with
canned goods.

But there's something strange about William. Well, a lot of strange things. He must be absurdly rich, since he can afford to provide extravagant costumes and props on a daily basis without having to leave work early. He must be insane, since he puts up with Cerise's over-the-top demands. And most importantly, he doesn't redden when he's spanked, and his skin is as cool as satin sheets. When Cerise discovers she's become domme to the infamous "Chilly Willy," as he's known throughout BDSM urban lore, she begins to find out there's a whole lot more to her handsome submissive than a creative mind and a hard body.

And when it’s William, ironically, who starts pressing Cerise to give him the kind of commitment she’s never given anyone, it’ll take everything she has to work through her issues, confront her past, and learn to be vulnerable.

Then, I saw him.

An absolutely beautiful specimen was making his way towards my little table.
I sipped the soda again, careful to not smudge my lipstick.  Typically, Dommes were easy to find at mixers—the redder the lipstick, the stricter the rules.  Mine was crimson on the border of downright arterial.  I had hoped that my selection would weed out the weaklings in the pack.  I touched it up just in case it had faded and bent down to put the compact back into my bag.  By the time I leaned back up, he was in front of me.
"Hello," he said sheepishly, eyes downcast.
This was a good sign. Subs ought to act their place at events like this—unlike that last jackass.  Please, please be up to my challenge.
"Sit," I said to him, gesturing. His posture was erect, but guarded. This man was very stylish—a corduroy blazer over a graphic tee, paired with perfectly fitted dark jeans. Urban, hip. Thank God no leather—I didn't care how long I’d been involved in this sort of thing, I would never get into leather.  Unless it was required for a scene...then it would be acceptable.  He folded his hands neatly in his lap, and began the conversation in a surprisingly self-deprecating manner.
"I have something," he said, eyes still downcast, "I should tell you before we begin."
I leaned forward, ready to berate him for speaking out of turn, and not letting me begin our conversation. The nerve of these guys.
Then again, this was speed dating and I didn’t want to waste time with a lecture, so I allowed him to begin.
"I've never been kept by a Domme. I have been advised to tell you in advance a few of my qualities that have been turn-offs. Firstly, I can tolerate any kind of pain.”
Odd, but not a deal-breaker. I did the "go on" gesture, rolling my pointer finger.
“I flinch at nothing, nor do I bruise or redden. Many women have found this off-putting, if you like that sort of thing."
"Um, I'm a substitute teacher. I dish out pain all day. I'm not that kind of Domme," I explained to him, trying to put him somewhat at ease. His posture relaxed somewhat.
I probably shouldn’t have disclosed my occupation to this guy, but what was he going to do?  Show up at every secondary school in the Seacoast region wearing assless chaps?
"I also have very cold hands," he said, trying to hold back his smirk. "It's been problematic in nearly every encounter I have had. Here, feel." I reached out my hands and touched his.
Freezer burn.
I recoiled slightly, but caught myself and steadied my hand.  I said nothing. His eyes remained downcast.
He was stunningly handsome, I appraised, examining his face. Strong jaw, straight nose, blue-black tousled hair, and lips full enough to almost be considered feminine.
"I don't mind cold hands. I'm from Nevada-- I love to feel the cold compared to the heat I grew up in. It's refreshing," I said. Oh boy, here comes the hurt, I told myself as I handed him my list of needs and wants. "I do, however, have a very long list of requirements, and I'm afraid I've scared everyone off, too. I'm just as used to rejection as you seem to be," I laughed. Half the local community thought it was great that I was a strong woman who won't settle for anything less than what I want, and the other half thought I was an insane bitch. "In fact, they call me the deal breaker." He smirked again, a small dimple forming in his chin.
He was wickedly handsome.  If the room was less well-lit, I’d be tonguing his earlobe right now.
"Alright," he said, glancing at the dossier. "Hit me." He laughed at his choice of words for the situation. I did, too.
I shifted into uber-Domme mode and breathed in deep, ready for my long-winded explanation.
Last chance, Cerise.
"The requests I make of my subs are simple. Show up at my house Monday through Thursday at 2:00 pm sharp. On Monday through Wednesday, I will give you role play prompts.  You must come up with the details, props, and costumes. You will email me details about the scenarios while I'm on my lunch break so I can arrive home in character. When I get home at three, you will be in costume and in character. Whatever outfit you may have for me will be hanging in my bathroom. We will perform the scene from three o' clock until whenever I feel it's over. You will then eat dinner with me and return home. On Thursdays, you will create an original scenario.  You have free reign on those days, but please be creative. I may not be a Dominatrix in the traditional whips and chains sense, but I want your full subservience when you are with me. You will have three-day weekends to yourself." My voice was strict like a smack on the wrist with a wooden ruler. I hoped he understood that just because he was creating one scene per week, he was not in charge of where it went. I knew my methods were unconventional, but hey, whatever gets you off, right?
He listened intently, head cocked to the side, eyes still not leaving the table.
"Is that all?" he asked.
I gasped to myself. A taker? Usually guys weren't down with the hours AND the financial demands of coming up with new costumes and props four days a week. Then again, judging by this guy's clothes, he could afford it. Don't think I didn't notice the curvy R's on his Rock and Republic jeans. That cut retailed at $259 at Nordstrom.
And yes, in addition to being a Domme, I was a serious denim whore.
"No, that's not all," I said, worried that this will be the deal breaker. "You must come up with our first scenario right now. Don't let me down." I expected him to either tell me to fuck off, or to walk away in a daze after spending several minutes blathering his way through a half-assed attempt to come up with something that may excite me.
Of course, when hearing I was a teacher, nearly every potential sub told me the scenario where he was failing my class and wanted extra credit.
And would do "aaaanything" for it.
So, the men who usually made it to this round never made it out. Unoriginal pricks.
"I think I have one you’ll like, if I may," he said politely.
I must be dreaming. "Proceed," I said, both anticipating and dreading what was going to come out of his lips next. Please don't be a student scene…
"I'm a vampire who has endured decades of loneliness. All I want is a woman who I can worship—who will look past all my flaws. I need a fearless Dominatrix who will punish me for all my past misdeeds."
This guy was either insane, or a fucking genius.
And to be perfectly honest, I didn't care.

I am not a huge Paranormal or BDSM fan. And when I was invited to read How to Discipline Your Vampire, I went back and forth on if I wanted to read it. The synopsis looked fun, but I still hesitated. Well let me tell you, I am so HAPPY that I did not listen to my stinky brain that day! This quirky, hilarious read was just what I needed this week. Once I started I had a hard time putting the book down. 

This book was a fun read that I quickly devoured. William was heartwarming and swoon worthy and the chemistry between Cerise and William was awesome. It was fun reading the different "scenes" that Cerise likes to put her subs through and William had a flare for making it all so real for her. By the end of the book, I was sad to say goodbye to these two. Smart, intelligent writing that I happily held onto for the ride. Mina made a believer out of me and I can't wait for more fun and exciting reads from her in the future!

Describe your fashion style:  I love pin-up styles, but I also just like full-on girly.  I love dresses, anything with a peplum, and high heel shoes and boots.  I say go big or go home.

Three things you can’t live without:  Wine, cheese, and my husband.  All three together make for a pretty aweosme evening.

What is your worst habit?  Second guessing one part of my outfit and then changing completely.  It takes too much time out of my day, but I'm totally OCD like that.

What is your favorite scene?  My favorite scene from How to Discipline Your Vampire used to be the geisha scene, but recently it's the zombie apocalypse scene.  Maybe it's because it's almost Halloween.  ;)

Sexiest part of the body?  Swimmer-torso plus V at the hips = MINAGASM

Kinkiest thing you’ve ever done? Can't be discussed in public forums without a warrant for my arrest.

Favorite place to get down and dirty?  New York City Speakeasies!  My wonderful agent Jessica Sinsheimer showed me three awesome places last time we visited-- Bathtub Gin, the Raines Law Room, and the Campbell Apartment. 

Kink with a wink! Mina Vaughn is an international woman of mystery and a shoe whore with a heart of gold. When she's not writing her unique brand of silly smut, she's plundering Sephora for any pin up girl makeup she can find. Mina's debut novel, an erotic comedy entitled How to Discipline Your Vampire is about a punishment-seeking vampire who meets a quirky Domme with a serious role play fetish, coming out August 19, 2013 from Simon and Schuster's Pocket Star.

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COVER REVEAL: What's Left of Me by Amanda Maxlyn

Life works in mysterious ways.
Four years ago I became known as the girl with cancer.
 I refuse to cry.
And I refuse to give in.

A relationship with a man is the last thing I’m looking for right now, but one night with Parker changes everything. He is persistent, and he knows what he wants. Me.
He doesn’t treat me like I’m fragile.
But he doesn’t know, and I’m not ready to tell him.

What if it changes everything?
Tragedy found me when I was seventeen.
Love found me when I was twenty-one.

My name is Aundrea McCall, and this is my journey. 

Release date: December 13, 2013

         I’m grateful when I reach the door to the ladies room that there isn’t anyone around. I reach for the handle when I hear from behind me, “Not going to use the men’s room again?” I know that sexy voice. It’s the same one as earlier this evening in this same area.

With my heart picking up pace, I turn around smiling sweetly, “No, I’m going to sit down and pee this time.” My smile spreads a little wider and I say a silent thanks to sweet baby Jesus for letting me find my voice this time.

He doesn’t respond. He just steps closer to me with the corner of his lips spreading upward.

I don’t breathe.

I can’t breathe. Not when he is this close.

God he smells amazing. Like a mixture of spice and mint. Maybe a hint of beer too. It's the type of scent that would awaken a primal desire within any female, and good God do I feel awakened.

“You ran off before I could thank you for the dance earlier.” No, thank you. His voice is a faint whisper and his face is now so close that our noses are almost touching. I glance down at his very attractive red lips just as the corners of his mouth move up into the most beautiful smile. Shit. He knows I’m looking at his lips.

I’m transfixed by him. In this very moment, I would do whatever he said or answer to any name he called; even if it was one of those fluffy names like baby or princess. All I can think about is the desire flowing through my body for those lips to be on mine. I would take him in this hallway. There I said it. Or, did I think it?

Do something.


I look back at his lips.

I lick my own.

I can’t think about anything but wanting to feel his lips against mine. All thoughts go out the window of me not being able to pick up a man at a bar. I don’t care, but I will say any cheesy pick up line if it means I get to go home with him.

I know he’s watching me. He has to be thinking about my lips too because just then his tongue comes out licking his own. I try to think of something else to do, but nothing comes to mind. I feel him close the distance between us. He puts a finger under my chin for the second time tonight lifting my face so I’m looking right into his eyes. Without taking his eyes off mine he speaks in a quiet, low, raspy whisper, “I’m going to kiss you now.”

Without waiting for my permission, his lips crash down against mine. He takes my top lip into his mouth tugging ever so gently. I let out a soft moan as his tongue lightly traces my lips- tasting me. I can smell the fresh mint and beer off his breath and all I can think about is tasting it. I grab his neck brining him closer -opening my mouth- inviting him in. He groans as I wrap my arms around his neck running my hands through his hair.

Shit, if I die tomorrow, I can die a happy woman knowing this was my last kiss.

His tongue enters my mouth and I meet it with my own. He reaches down to lift me up and I let him. I wrap my legs around his waist just as he slams my back against the wall in the corner of the hallway. There’s a rush of pain that shoots down my legs causing me to cry out. He must take that as a cry of pleasure because he kisses me harder.

I feel my dress rise all the way to my waist exposing myself for anyone that walks by. My head falls back against the wall and he immediately starts kissing down my chin to my neck, then up to my earlobe bringing it into his mouth biting down. “Do you want to get out of here?” He whispers so softly into my ear I almost don’t think I hear him correctly. When he asks me again I just nod in agreement. Afraid if I were to say anything it wouldn’t be yes, and I really want it to be yes.
Setting me down, he runs his hands over my dress laying it back into place, then grabs my hand and starts speed walking away heading towards the red exit sign.

What’s Left of Me. Copyright 2013. Amanda Maxlyn. Unedited and Subject to Change. 

I am the mother of two little boys, married to the love of my life, and living in one of the smallest towns in Minnesota. When I’m not chasing or cleaning up after my boys (yes, all three), I can be found writing or snuggled up with my kindle, a glass of wine, and spending time with my fictional friends and family.