Liquid Silver Authors: Flash Blog Tour
Posted By Christa on December 19, 2009
If you have come from Jolie Cain’s site, http://joliecainauthor.blogspot.com/?zx=1cc0794a24d4a503 then you have found the right place.
For those of you who came by during the Holiday Hottie Tour, an update of sorts:
Mr. Light ‘em Up found his true love!
Now on to the Sunday Flash Tour.
My flash topic is titled Reunion, look for each progressive entry along the tour. Check back around late-morning (EST) for my post here.
If you showed up to my blog without reading the earlier installments, click on back to the Silver Expressions Blog, here: http://www.liquidsilverbooks.com/blog/?p=4384 and enjoy the beginnings of each Flash topic. There is so much to keep you entertained. Ten authors flashing progressive stories at ten blogs, it should be exciting.
Just a quick content warning. The comments have not been screened for adult content. You will be seeing some naughty writing flashes from some of the most talented romance authors around. If that works for you, then carry on and enjoy chapter nine of the LSB Author’s Flash Tour.
Read all the entries? I will pause for any face-fanning you might require, oh boy it is getting hot in here.
Now, off you go for more Flashing Treats. From here you need to go see Alanna Coca’s Blog, found here: http://alannacoca.com/blog/
Thanks for stopping by. Feel free to hang out as long as you like. Don’t forget to leave me or the other authors posting here a comment.
Christa
PS I added my Finale part 3 to my comment section. In case you want to know what happened with Kaitlin’s gift.
Click here to go there directly: http://www.christapaige.com/blog/?p=364#comment-433
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Morning Christa. Looks like the vandals have been by.
Your place is looking nice and Christmasy. I still love the snow. Really great stuff. Maybe we can have a snowball fight when I come back through.
Just checking everything out. I’ll be back to flash later.
Stumbling? No, I wasn’t stumb… wait, who put that door there?
Christmas at the Manporium – 8
A few lines over, one of the kiosks shrieked an alarm. A harried attendant dashed over from the help desk and moments later, a girl barely out of her teens fled the store in tears. Eyebrows raised, Noelle tried, like everyone else, to see what was going on. She shuffled her ‘fone to her left hand and sidestepped right, craning to see around the large bride-to-be in front of her.
More attendants rushed past, weaving behind kiosks and through lines of anxious brides. A buzz went up when attendants began shuffling brides into other lines. The woman ahead of her planted her feet and stared down an approaching attendant and the semi-hysterical bride he had in tow. The pretty young man threw a desperate glance at Noelle. Rolling her eyes, she moved to make room for the hyperventilating brunette.
The bride behind her huffed, backing only an inch. The attendant hurriedly stuffed the panicked bride into the inadequate space in front of Noelle. Noelle stumbled back into the woman behind her as the brunette’s elbow caught her ribs.
Cabin Fever by Alanna Coca Chapter nine
Maddie jerked against his hand. Instinct made her writhe against him, but he held her firmly so she was unable to continue the delicious friction. She rolled her head back on her shoulders, and he followed her back, leaving hot nibbles along her collarbone then neck, and finally he dipped low enough to capture her nipple between his lips. She arched her back, feeding him with her flesh while he honored her entrance with a serious rub on her clit. The rush came quickly, washing her body with tingling swirls before centering on her womb. Maddie cried out at the first pulsation that wracked her. Her toes curled, her fingers slipped on his shoulders, and the muscles in her abdomen clenched and released. He didn’t let up until her pussy stopped surging around him, and then he only moved his hand away to grip both hips, guiding her back into rhythm. Three strokes down his glorious cock, and he shuddered, swelled, and released his own pleasure deep within her walls.
Love the lights Christa! and the snow falling is so…like outside!
Snowball fight? Someone living in the sub tropics shouldn’t threaten someone living on top of a Rocky Mountain…
Sorry for the hit and run
We’re trying to get someone to plow us out of 14 inches of snow!
MATING RITUAL #9 ~ Jeanne Barrack
Khat held his breath, waiting for Mark’s response.
Mark sank back onto his butt and kicked off his loafers. He tugged his jeans off his feet and leaned on his elbows, gazing steadily at Khat. His cock stiffened as if in anticipation.
Mark grinned.
“Now, you. Strip.”
Khat stood, shoved his denims down his long, lean legs. he had worn sandals to his rendezvous with Mark and they slipped easily from his feet. He stepped from his jeans, and stroked his rigid flesh up and down.
Mark’s eyes followed his every movement. He licked his lips.
Khat purred and arched his body, thrusting his cock forward. He dropped to his knees once more and crawled toward Mark’s body.
His prey and his Barb.
Perhaps.
Early Christmas Present #9-Jolie Cain
He took a step toward her and she smiled. Yes. It was working. “Come to me, love. I need you so.” Another step, and another.
He halted beside the bed, looking down at her with eyes blazing with need and hands clenched tightly against his thighs. “Katie, are you sure? Be sure, because if I touch you, I won’t be able to stop.”
“Luke, I’ve never been more sure of anything in my entire life.” She reached out a hand and brushed it over the erection that was tenting the wool fabric of his pants. When he didn’t stop her, she leaned forward and began unfastening the belt and pulling his zipper down. He groaned as her fingers brushed against his hard cock. “I know what I want, Luke. What I’ve always wanted. I want you on top of me, inside me. I need you so,” she whispered.
At her words his eyes met hers, and she knew he could see the desire shining in her gaze. She could see him struggling with himself and leaned against the mattress, arching her back and parting her legs to tempt him nearer. That was all it took.
ARKKKK
I can’t access Alanna’s comments so please return to the SEX Blog for FLASH #10 from Jeanne Barrack’s THE MATING RITUAL
PLEASE????
Love the snow. Or are they falling stars? I’ve got stars on the brain. Might be the drinks…
Rapture – #9
The water sparkled like a field of stars as Martin waded toward Merita. He lunged for her, but she eluded him, laughing as he lost his footing. She dove into the surf. He followed after, grabbing her just as the sea closed over their heads.
The current caught them and pulled them under. Merita’s body so sleek and slippery in his hands turned to satin and steel as her arms and legs wrapped around him. Martin knew a moment of panic as they rolled beneath the waves, but Merita held him tight and kissed him breathless; the clean fresh taste of the ocean in her mouth, the star-filled sea shimmering all around them.
jeanne, how could we not?? Gotta see what happens next! Christa, lovely blog, that snow is hynoptic. Now I have to get back the South of France …
The Invitation – #9
“And that is not all, ma cherie. This man has abilities to impress even me. Zat is why I take his money and make him chase me all the way here.”
“Interesting strategy. All you did was piss me off.”
“Ah, but zat is precisely why we need you. So primitive and virile. The Circle wants you. I want you.”
By the way her eyes had darkened, he knew it was true. Good. Let her want him as much as he wanted her.
“Won’t you join us?”
Following a silent command, Nicolette sank to her knees and her mouth closed around his cock. Ariane took a step to his side, brushing her nipples against his arm.
Six Pack Ranch, Book 2
Flash#9
“You’re having troubles articulating, darling. How about I give you a multiple choice. You look like the type who enjoys options.”
He kissed her again. Light. Fleeting. The bathroom door opened and closed but Beth barely noticed. There could have been an audience standing around them and she wouldn’t have noticed.
“You want a kiss?” He brushed a thumb over her lips and brought it back to his mouth, licking the moisture from the pad. “Hmm, you taste good. You want me to kiss you for real? Like a man kisses his woman? Or are you happy with more pecks like you give your neighbor at the church picnic?”
Ah… so Christa gets to see what Eve will demand of the man that thought he was a player. Fitting. EG
Brb with the flash.
Touching Eve
“You will look at me.” Eve smiled when he looked up. She was vaguely aware of Shirley’s Boy Toy caressing Shirley’s breast between the crush of their bodies.
When he looked up Eve found what she’d been waiting for. His eyes openly perused the groping hand, Shirley’s lips falling on Eve’s neck, and her own defiant gaze. She was rewarded with jerk of his rock hard naked cock and she teased him with a comely smile.
“Do you like what you see, slave?” She chewed the last word up and spit at his feet.
“Yes, mistress.” His words came out in a husky whisper.
“I think that he should dance for us,” Shirley suggested as Boy Toy slipped the bodice of her dress and pinched her nipple.
“No.” Even captured her player’s eyes and placed her hand on top of Boy Toy’s. “I think he should dance for your young man.”
Shirley found Eve’s lips and they kissed. When the kiss broke she whispered, “How delicious, darling.”
I did it again. Lol. My fingers got ahead of my brain and I turned Eve into Even again. Lol. Hope everyone’s getting it.
She kept replaying his touch over and again in her mind.
His kiss made no sense. It was an act of impulse. Passion. Its heat seared her mouth and rocketed desire down through her toes. Today was the first day of her vacation. On any other day, she might have been furious.
On any other day, she might not have been thinking…
Naomi stormed over to where Gray hunched over, yanked backward on his belt and pulled until he toppled unceremoniously on top of her. She looked into his startled eyes, and threw caution to the wind. If he could be impulsive, so could she.
Her lips captured his, demanding and hungry. A challenge.
Oops. Forgot to title it. The post previous was Stranded (or something) #9.
Flash Race #9
“Not just yet, little one. I want this to be perfect for you.” The man had barely touched her, and yet the little sparks had already begun to shake her body.
“It’s perfect, it is.” Even though she opened her mouth when she said the words, nothing came out. And yet she knew that he heard her. She knew that he knew everything that was in her mind. Nothing — not her heart, her soul, her body — could hide from this man. She was naked in his arms in every possible way.
And it was perfect. Meeting his eyes, she lost herself in their crystal, endless depths. Another world waited for her in those eyes. All she had to do was surrender, and he’d carry her off with him. There was nowhere else she wanted to be — nowhere she could imagine being.
The party around her was nothing more than a pale, silent shadow. The dancers barely moved, the bright Solstice colors had faded to silver and gray.
“Please. Now.”
Drinks at Darcie’s Place
“Are you wearing panties?”
“Wha–’
“What’s not the answer.” His eyes were hungry, his cologne filled her nose, and the smell of his body made her melt. “The question is simple. I’m the Dom right?”
She squirmed but refused to pull away. Yes, she thought. I’m wearing panties. And they’re soaking wet. But is it really a game.
“Yes,” she finally whispered.
“They belong to me. You are never to wear panties when we’re together. Give them here.”
She didn’t know whose hands she felt reaching under her dress. And she had absolutely no idea whose fingers tugged at the elastic of her red thong she’d chosen just in case she got lucky at Darcie’s place. But she did know that when she raised the prize his hand came out and he snatched them away.
“Very good.”
She shuddered and not from the cold.
Reunion part 9
Everything became a blur. Distantly, Kaitlin realized Eric was pulling her alongside his space-eating steps. They passed several kiosks, a wifi station and the gift shop. Rounding the corner, he continued at his accelerated pace until they came to a halt right in front of a door. Kaitlin noticed the placard with the stick-figure people on it. Eric had staked out the closest means for privacy and had brought her to the family restroom. He reached out and gripped the knob, with the flick of his wrist he turned it with a firm yank.
“Sonofabitch,” he snarled when the door didn’t budge.
Hauling her in front of him, he wrapped his hand about her upper arm and bent low, brushing his lips across her collarbone and up to her ear. “Don’t move, baby. Not even an inch.”
Kaitlin heard the scratchy baritone of his words and she knew he was on the brink. Whoever was in that bathroom had better hurry, because Kaitlin knew that neither her nor Eric could wait much longer.
Extra Finale for Reunion.
Don’t read this one until you go visit Alanna Coca’s blog.
OK, now you can see what happens…..
Sometime later that evening, after they had worn themselves out and found satiation, Kaitlin asked Eric about the gift he’d gotten for her.
“It’s in my war-bag, half-way down underneath my riot helmet,” he replied.
“I am not getting up, Eric Jameson,” Kaitlin scowled playfully. “You are the marine, you go get it.”
Eric rubbed his rough cheek over the swell of her breast. “But, I am comfortable like this.” He flicked his tongue out and teased her tightly furled nipple, “Besides, it isn’t anything that exciting.”
Obviously he didn’t get women that well, Kaitlin mused silently. His mouth closed over the pebbled flesh, rasped and sucked hard. Well, maybe he did understand what a woman wanted, she amended while letting her head fall back on the pillow and giving in to the heavenly sensation.
The gift could wait.
His teeth nipped, hard. Kaitlin squirmed arching up in an eager display, offering herself to more of his wicked suckling. Eric circled the bud with his tongue again and Kaitlin found herself drifting into the sensual fog once again.
Gift? What gift?
And, then she realized she already had her gift.
Simply put, it was, Eric.
WHEW! Double checked to make sure I posted on everyone’s blog except for Alanna’s :>(
JAVA don’t like me much.
So my number 10 is at the SEX Blog!!!
See you there!
Just stopping by my favorite author’s webpage. Congratulations on the 2 new books coming out next year. Can’t wait to read the revised Tray and Bethany story. Your readers are in for a treat!