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Tuesday, 30 December 2014

COVER REVEAL - Snake Eyes by Melissa Pearl

Snake Eyes by Melissa Pearl
December 30, 2014

Caitlyn Davis expects her sophomore year at UCLA to be perfect...until she walks into her dorm room to find Special Agent Zoey Kaplan of the FBI waiting for her. In that instant, she knows her idyllic year with new best friends, Nicole and Dale, along with her super hot boyfriend, Eric, is about to fall apart.

Having been forced to work with the FBI months earlier, Caity accidentally gave away her special ability to read people's emotions and know whether they were telling the truth. Now, Kaplan wants Caity to go undercover again for a secret operation that will bring her close to the sadistic Diego Mendez, a man believed to be involved in human trafficking.

Eric Shore is not a man who trusts easily. Having been burned multiple times, it’s hard for him to open up completely, but his love for Caity makes him want to try. Yet, her sudden withdrawal worries him, particularly when she chooses to spend time with her new roommate, Quella Mendez, over him. When Caity’s behavior begins to match that of her wild roommate, Eric wonders if their relationship is as strong as he believed.

As Caity struggles to maintain her relationship and do her job, she finds herself pulled further into a dangerous world that could take away everything she holds dear. Will Eric learn the truth in time to save her? Or will the man with the eyes of a snake destroy their perfect romance?

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Melissa Pearl was born in Auckland, New Zealand, but has spent much of her life abroad, living in countries such as Jordan, Cyprus and Pakistan... not to mention a nine month road trip around North America with her husband. "Best. Year. Ever!!" She now lives in China with her husband and two sons. She is a trained elementary teacher, but writing is her passion. Since becoming a full time mother she has had the opportunity to pursue this dream and her debut novel hit the internet in November 2011. Since then she has continued to produce a steady stream of books, ranging in genres from Fantasy to Contemporary Romance. She loves the variety and is excited about the books she has coming up in 2015..

Monday, 29 December 2014

RELEASE BLITZ & GIVEAWAY - The Vampire Will See You now by Cassandra Lawson

Title: The Vampire Will See You Now
Series: Psy-Vamp Book 4
Author: Cassandra Lawson
Genre: Paranormal Romance
Date of Publication: 12/29/2014
ISBN: 978-1503239883
Number of pages: 148

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        For more than three years Justin pursued Caitlin with a single-minded purpose, knowing she was the one woman he would do anything for. That resolve was tested when a member of his own family nearly destroyed Caitlin. Now, faced with the realization that she would be better off without him, Justin will do the hardest thing he has done in two hundred years of living and walk away from the woman he loves.
        Surviving the most traumatic experience of her life unlocked abilities Caitlin wasn’t sure she could handle and created a memory she wasn’t sure she could live with. Aided by a powerful empath, Caitlin has learned to control her own abilities and discovered that she is even stronger than she ever imagined. The only problem now is that the man she loves has decided she would be better off without him. Never one to let others control her life, Caitlin will do whatever it takes to prove to Justin how wrong he is.

***No Cliffhangers.
        It felt like someone had shoved a bunch of cotton in his mouth. That was Justin’s first thought after regaining consciousness. Second, he thought about all the ways he could kill Aiden for drugging him, Okay, maybe not kill Aiden, but he intended to cause his cousin a serious amount of pain. As his mind became more focused, he realized he was tied to a bed. Not just any bed; this was his old bed in Nathaniel’s house. The room was still his since he stayed here if he had a lot of work to do. Most of his stuff was still here.
        “What the hell?” he asked no one in particular. Being tied to a bed was more of an annoyance than anything else. He could easily snap the bed posts, which Aiden would know. Meaning this had to be a sick joke.
        “Glad to see you finally decided to wake up.” Those words came out as a sexy purr from the corner of the room. In the darkness he couldn’t make out her features, but he easily recognized Caitlin’s voice.
        “Care to explain why I’m tied to a bed?” he asked with mild curiosity. “While you’re at it, you can explain why I’m naked.”
       “Call it an intervention,” she said and sauntered across the room wearing sexy black boots, skinny jeans and a slinky black top that rode up over her flat belly. Justin flinched and looked away from her scars.
        “Why do I need an intervention? The only addiction I ever had was you,” he said with a sad smile. “I’ve done a pretty good job of giving that up.”
        Justin was assaulted with lust so strong he felt it to his toes. His hips came up off of the bed and his erection stood tall. There wasn’t a doubt in his mind that Caitlin was responsible for his sudden arousal. The satisfied look in her eyes and the way the corners of her lips turned up ever so slightly proved he was right. Keeping himself from snapping the bedposts and throwing Caitlin onto the bed was a struggle. The only thing that kept his desire to dominate her in check was his concern for her.
        “You need to stop pitying me. Stop looking at me like I’m a victim. Look at my scars,” she demanded.
        Justin looked at her. His breathing was shallow. “Untie me Caitlin,” he demanded, sounding more like his old self than he had in a long time.
About Cassandra Lawson
        Cassandra Lawson is an author and homeschooling mother of three from the San Francisco Bay area. She has always had a very active imagination and loves making up stories. When she is not writing she enjoys baking, spending time with her family, listening to music, or curling up with a good book.

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Thursday, 25 December 2014

CHRISTMAS SALE for Kindle Alexander

Title:  Texas Pride, The Current Between Us, Nice Guys Series, Always 
Author: Kindle Alexander
Genre:  M/M Romance

Texas Pride

When mega movie star and two time Academy Award winner, Austin Grainger voluntarily gave up his dazzling film career, his adoring fan base thought he’d lost his mind. For Austin, the seclusion of fifteen hundred acres in the middle of Texas sounds like paradise. No more cameras, paparazzi, or overzealous media to hound him every day and night. Little did the sexiest man alive know when one door closes, another usually opens. And Austin’s opened by way of a sexy, hot ranch owner right next door. 

Kitt Kelly wasn’t your average rancher. He’s young, well educated and has hidden his sexuality for most of his life. When his long time wet dream materializes as his new neighbor it threatens everything he holds dear. No way the ranching community would ever accept him if he came out. With every part of his life riding on the edge, can Kitt risk it all for a chance at love or will responsibility to his family heritage cost him his one chance at happiness?

The Current Between Us

Gage Synclair, international, hard-hitting investigative photojournalist, is preparing for the final special report of his career…a story of deception and murder six long years in the making. And after ten years in some of the worst parts of the world, he’s ready to settle life down and open an art gallery in his hometown of Chicago. The only thing getting in his way, he needs to find a competent electrician to finish the job before his grand opening.

Trent Cooper, electrical contractor, is surprised by the last minute request for a fast-paced electrical remodel, wanting nothing more than to get his foot in the door with Layne Construction. Being gay in the construction industry isn’t easy, nor is being father to his two young adopted children. Trent keeps his life in separate zones to avoid a short circuit. But when the gallery owner propositions him on the first day, Trent can’t help but think his worlds are a little too close for comfort.

Will their high-voltage passion spark everlasting love or will their lives break the circuit between them forever?

Double Full (Nice Guys #1)

Up and coming football hero, Colton Michaels, makes a Hail Mary pass one night in the college locker room that results in the hottest, sexiest five days of his young life. However, interference after the play has him hiding his past and burying his future in the bottom of a bottle. While Colt seems to have it all, looks can be deceiving, especially when you’re trapped so far in a closet that you can’t see your way out. When ten years of living his expected fast-lane lifestyle lands him engaged to his manipulative Russian supermodel girlfriend, he decides it’s time to call a new play. 

Jace Montgomery single-handily built the largest all-star cheerleading gym in the world, driven by a need to forget a life-altering encounter with a handsome quarterback a decade ago. His reputation as an excellent coach, hard-nosed business man, and savvy entrepreneur earned him respect in the sometimes catty world of competitive cheerleading. When Jace learns of his ex-lover’s plans to marry, his heart executes a barrel roll and his carefully-placed resolve tumbles down without a mat to absorb the shock. Can his island escape help him to finally let go of the past and move his life forward?

Full Disclosure (Nice Guys #2)

Deputy United States Marshal Mitch Knox apprehends fugitives for a living. His calm, cool, collected attitude and devastatingly handsome good looks earn him a well-deserved bad boy reputation, both in the field and out. While away on an assignment, he blows off some steam at a notorious Dallas nightclub. Solving the case that has plagued him for months takes a sudden backseat to finding out all there is to know about the gorgeous, shy blond sitting alone at the bar.

Texas State Trooper Cody Turner is moving up the ranks, well on his way to his dream of being a Texas Ranger. While on a two-week mandatory vacation, he plans to relax and help out on his family’s farm. Mitch is the last distraction Cody needs, but the tatted up temptation that walks into the bar and steals his baseball cap is too hard to ignore.

As Mitch’s case gains nationwide attention, how will he convince the sexy state trooper that giving him a chance won’t jeopardize his life’s plan...especially when the evil he’s tracking brings the hate directly to his doorstep, threatening more than just their careers


Born to a prestigious political family, Avery Adams plays as hard as he works. The gorgeous, charismatic attorney is used to getting what he wants, even the frequent one-night stands that earn him his well-deserved playboy reputation. When some of the most prominent men in politics suggest he run for senate, Avery decides the time has come to follow in his grandfather's footsteps. With a strategy in place and the campaign wheels rolling, Avery is ready to jump on the legislative fast track, full steam ahead. But no amount of planning prepares him for the handsome, uptight restaurateur who might derail his political future.

Easy isn't even in the top thousand words to describe Kane Dalton's life after his father, a devout southern Baptist minister, kicks him out of the family home for questioning his sexual orientation. Despite all the rotten tomatoes life throws his way, Kane makes something of himself. Between owning a thriving upscale Italian restaurant in the heart of downtown Minneapolis and managing his long-term boyfriend, his plate is full. He struggles to get past the teachings of his childhood to fully accept his sexuality and rid himself of the doubts brought on by his religious upbringing. The last thing he needs is the yummy, sophisticated, blond-haired distraction sitting at table thirty-four.

Best Selling Author Kindle Alexander is an innovative writer, and a genre-crosser who writes classic fantasy, romance, suspense, and erotica in both the male/male and male/female genres. It's always a surprise to see what's coming next!

I live in the suburbs of Dallas where it's true, the only thing bigger than an over active imagination, may be women's hair!

Usually, I try for funny. Humor is a major part of my life - I love to laugh, and it seems to be the thing I do in most situations - regardless of the situation, but jokes are a tricky deal... I don't want to offend anyone and jokes tend to offend. So instead I'm going to tell you about Kindle.

I tragically lost my sixteen year old daughter to a drunk driver. She had just been at home, it was early in the night and I heard the accident happen. I'll never forget that moment. The sirens were immediate and something inside me just knew. I left my house, drove straight to the accident on nothing more than instinct. I got to be there when my little girl died - weirdly, I consider that a true gift from above. She didn't have to be alone.

That time in my life was terrible. It's everything you think it would be times about a billion. I love that kid. I loved being her mother and I loved watching her grow into this incredibly beautiful person, both inside and out. She was such a gift to me. To have it all ripped away so suddenly broke me.

Her name was Kindle. Honest to goodness - it was her name and she died a few weeks before Amazon released their brand new Kindle ereader. She had no idea it was coming out and she would have finally gotten her name on something! Try finding a ruler with the name Kindle on it.. It never happened.

Through the course of that crippling event I was lucky enough to begin to write with a dear friend in the fan fiction world of Facebook. She got me through those dark days with her unwavering support and friendship. There wasn't a time she wasn't there for me. Sometimes together and sometimes by myself, we built a world where Kindle lives and stands for peace, love and harmony. It's its own kind of support group. I know without question I wouldn't be here today without her.

Find out more by visiting or email me at


Wednesday, 24 December 2014

REVIEW TOUR & GIVEAWAY - Beautiful Collision by T.G. Ayer

Title: Beautiful Collision
Author: T.G. Ayer
Release Date: Dec 10, 2014
Published by: Infinite Ink Books
Genre: Contemporary

Eighteen year old Gray McAllister is on the run. Leaving her dangerous past behind her is easier said than done, even when she finds herself at last able to forge a new life for herself.

But then the planets align and Gray finds herself bumping into super-hot Thane Blackwell. Drooling over him from afar is safe but that's only until she is forced to look after Thane while he recovers from surgery.

Being holed up in her apartment is a bad bad idea. Can Gray control the fire that Thane seems light inside her, or will she give in to her deepest desires. Can Thane achieve his goal without hurting Gray in the process?

The stakes are impossibly high, but love and lies don't play nice with each other. Will Gray's past catch up with her first? Or will Thane's own secrets explode and tear them apart?

4 out of 5 (very good)

I received this book from Dowie's Place Events in return for a fair and honest review.

This story starts in the middle and you get flashbacks to fill you in on what has happened up to the point where we join the story. Gray is on the run - we don't know who from and we don't know why. We do know that she is being watched and that others are looking for her.

It is written from multiple POVs which help to give it a rounded feeling. You see both sides as Gray is happy she is doing the right things, and the Watcher is telling you what she is doing 'wrong'. You can feel the exhaustion coming through her, especially when she talks about not being able to sleep stretched out and having cramp in the morning. 

I loved how the story slowly came together with the pieces falling into place and the characters finding their places. I loved Thane and his POVs as you could feel that he knew what his job was, what lines he could cross, which lines he shouldn't but then along comes Gray and blows that all out of the water. New lines are drawn and he doesn't know which side of them he stands on yet.

There is a major cliffhanger to this story that will leave you wanting more - so it worked! Well written, well paced and enjoyable throughout. This is another winner from the amazing T.G. Ayer.


Chapter 2
Despite the dark glasses, I blink against the sunlight as it stings my skin. But I keep my eyes firmly on my mark. The girl is easy to track. Inexperienced. Naive. Thinks she isn’t being followed. It’s there in the false confidence of the way she walks, the way she holds her shoulders. Maybe it’s because I’m good at my job. Good enough that my target will never know how long I’ve tracked them, or how much time I spent watching them. I’m hoping it’s because I’m better than most at my job.
Otherwise the girl is a danger to herself.
I’m standing beneath a tree, amidst the bustle of midday sidewalk traffic, the shadows of the branches and sparse leaves providing meager cover in the baking sun. I’m watching as Sara Roshkov hurries across the busy road toward the entrance to the San Francisco Public Library. I have little idea what she’s come to the library for, which makes me more than curious. I can’t imagine she’d be loaning out a book; not now, when her life is in such turmoil. That leaves the option I don’t like – meeting someone.
The thought spurs me to move and I wait only until she’d reaches the top step before I jog across Larkin and enter the building after her. The cool air is a shock against my sweat-covered skin and I’m momentarily blinded going from bright sun to shaded interior. I keep my sunglasses on, habit and protection. She’s hurrying up the marble stairs and I pause to watch her, pretending to admire the high, glass ceiling of the atrium. I follow her up the stairs and watch her enter General Fiction. My shoes don’t make any sound on the stairs and I know she has no idea she’s being followed.
Her hair is short and black today, a wig she’s been using since she arrived in San Francisco. She keeps her neck straight and stiff. Seems she knows not to appear as if she’s looking over her shoulder. I’m not sure what she’s learned from her father but she sure has to learn a lot more about running and hiding so the likes of me won’t find her.
I’ve been tracking her for a while now and I feel a pull of something as I watch her. There is a fragile air to her and she’s lost weight, the hollows of her cheeks proof that life on the run doesn’t exactly involve luxuries like three square meals a day. And Sara Roshkov is used to a life of luxury considering the family she belongs to.
I follow, grabbing a book from the bestseller shelf beside me, keeping sufficient distance between us that she’d see nothing suspicious should she turn around. What she would see is a young guy, black jeans, black tee, black sneakers, much like her own dark clothing. The hoodie I’m wearing is equally nondescript, the ball cap plain too. Nothing I wore would stand out in a person’s memory should they spot me. My black hair is short, the style efficient and easy to maintain. Again nothing to remember me by.
She sneaks a look over her shoulder as she enters an aisle up ahead but her eyes graze my face and her gaze seeks further beyond me. I flip through the book and then enter the aisle next to her. She’s facing me and I can watch her through the stacks without her seeing me. She’s already halfway down her row, finger running along the covers as she searches for her book.
It feels a little voyeuristic but hell, the full scope of my job is inherently voyeuristic. I keep my attention on her as her finger stops on one particular book. Her expression is satisfied; she’s found the book she wants but before she takes it off the shelf her eyes cloud, the gray darkening to dark metal; a moment of doubt that shows on her face as if she battles the monsters within.
As much as I can read people, their eyes, their body language, it’s what goes on inside their heads that eludes even the best of us. Nobody can train you for that.
She straightens her back and then tilts the book toward her. taking it down from the shelf with extra care.
She flips to the back of the book and slowly the pieces fall into place. Someone has left something for her in that particular book. There are a number of possibilities but it’s clear that someone is helping her. Is it someone within her family? Roshkov had always kept his personal life totally private. Not that our surveillance hadn’t picked up on his many mistresses or his other extracurricular activities. The man was involved in everything from human trafficking to drug-running. No wonder his wife, having left for St. Petersburg a year ago, is still to return. Something is rotten in the Roshkov paradise perhaps?
Now, as I study his daughter I wonder if her mother is the wife in Russia or is she the offspring of one of Roshkov many affairs? There is too much we still need to know about Sara and perhaps we will get our break soon. One thing I do know is that she has a heart, that there is a goodness in her.
There is no way for me to tell what the book hides and any attempt to find out will likely jeopardize the mission. I could pass her by and steal the book from her without her even realizing it happened. But that won’t help the case.
She has what she wants, so now she heads out, and her shoulders relax a little. She thinks the coast is clear. I allow her that misconception. I hang back as she leaves the library, keeping my distance as she exits the building and heads back into the sunshine.
I’m her shadow as she hurries to a fast food joint where she buys a couple burgers and then keeps moving. I follow, my awareness turned on to full blast.
She heads further west, into the Tenderloin area of San Francisco. It didn’t surprise me that she’d chosen one of the most dangerous parts of the city to hide out in. What does surprise me is that she’s had the guts to stay there this long, hiding among the homeless and the drug dealers. People get killed every night in this area and so far she’s survived. If anything she is resourceful.
I’ve watched the building in which she’d found a place to sleep, cased the place once when she’d left for a soup kitchen a few blocks away. Other than that, I just watch and report back on her activities. Despite my impatience that we were too slow in getting info, despite my need for us to reacher the next level of this investigation in which we take Roshkov down, despite all my personal feeling I must remain clearheaded, keep my head in the game.
Now I watch her enter the deserted building as I lean against a light pole and pretend to light a cigarette.
I hear the buzz in my earwig that indicates someone is being patched through.
“Eagle, come in, over.”
I press the button on the comms. “Eagle here, over.” My eyes don’t move from the mark.
“This is HQ, do you have a situation report, over.”
“All quiet here, over.”

I have been a writer from the time I was old enough to recognize that reading was a doorway into my imagination. Poetry was my first foray into the art of the written word. Books were my best friends, my escape, my haven. I am essentially a recluse but this part of my personality is impossible to practice given I have two teenage daughters, who are actually my friends, my tea-makers, my confidantes... I am blessed with a husband who has left me for golf. It's a fair trade as I have left him for writing. We are both passionate supporters of each others loves - it works wonderfully...

My heart is currently broken in two. One half resides in South Africa where my old roots still remain, and my heart still longs for the endless beaches and the smell of moist soil after a summer downpour. My love for Ma Afrika will never fade. The other half of me has been transplanted to the Land of the Long White Cloud. The land of the Taniwha, beautiful Maraes, and volcanoes. The land of green, pure beauty that truly inspires. And because I am so torn between these two lands - I shall forever remain cross-eyed.

I love talking to my readers so email me if you have any questions or even if you just want to chat...

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Tuesday, 23 December 2014

RELEASE TOUR - Love over Desire (A Cougar's Legacy #2) by Don Abdul


Erotica, Interracial, Novella


The future of Marie-Claire and Ray’s romantic relationship is forged in the heat of their first lover’s tiff. The couple has barely kissed and made up when Marie-Claire’s bisexual lover Cynthia visits. When Marie-Claire accidentally unmasks Cynthia’s selfish motivation, she becomes acquainted with a side of Ray that she never thought she would see in a man ever again.


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“Let’s take the party to the bedroom. your next orgasm should count in more ways than one.”
Marie-Claire’s heart leapt with joy. The source of her joy wasn’t necessarily Ray’s promise of an orgasm that would count. What made her heart glad was the fact that Ray was turning out to be just the kind of man she had been hoping for. He was handsome, honest so far and most of all he had the energy of youth in his favour. The fact that he had the right size of equipment and knew how to put it to good use was an added bonus.
More than anything else, she was happy that his bedroom manners were not subordinated to his respectful and polite public persona. Even as she wondered what treat he had in mind for her once they retired to the bedroom, she could already see good things in their future together.
‘Already contemplating a future together uh, after just one round of quickie sex?’ the voice in her head queried her optimism as a self preserving call for caution.
But the devil on her shoulder was all gung ho and well disposed to her new sexual adventure.
‘Sure, why the hell not? If not now then when? If not him then whom?’
For that moment at least, Marie-Claire was determined to hold onto her handsome chocolate prince. He had thus far brought a smile to her face and was currently satisfying her pent up sexual need.
Deep down in her heart, she had great plans for Ray. She however knows only too well that she must be extremely careful in opening up to another man. If there was any lesson her failed marriage of nearly two decades taught her, it was the need to approach all important decisions with the utmost caution.

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It is a story told in three parts
Steamy love scenes, passionate romance tug at heartsEasy narrative that puts you in a ringside seatAs your nether region is consumed by its heatYou must keep the rule, not after but beforeYes! Before you read it, check your panties at the doorEvery word of every paragraphPlays crazy with your cardiographFrom Ray's delicious chocolate musclesTo his enjoyment of intimate female morselsTo Marie-Claire on her knees indulging her Chocolate desireAnd setting sexy temptress Cynthia on fireJust when you think you have it all figuredThings twist and turn beyond what you picturedIt is a book you wouldn't want to put downUnless only to reach beneath that gownIn search of quick reliefOr inside your pants to handle something very stiffTrust me, I wrote it, and even I needed a few cold showersYes indeed, at times even at very odd hoursThe second book of the trilogy, the sequel to Chocolate DesireLove Over Desire, deep inside you will kindle a fireOut on the Tenth, yesThis scorcher
Some of my other works of erotic fiction have been published under my Nom de plume, Tyrese Jordan.

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I'm a writer and author of erotic fiction in my 40s. I discovered creative writing as an escape from the dullness of small town life at an early age. My journey as an author of erotic fiction began with a passion for writing erotic poetry and then spicy short stories. 

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Still feeling hot and bothered from their steamy embrace, Marie-Claire gingerly stepped out of the shower. She was immediately followed by Ray. Still high on his promise of an orgasm, she handed him a terry cloth robe with which he dried himself as he followed her into the guest bedroom.
Before he could put on the robe however, Marie-Claire lost control to her desire. She licked her lips eying his still erect chocolate cock. Unable to resist the temptation any longer, she stepped closer to him and took it in her trembling hand.
“Mmm...” A soft moan escaped her parted lips. She shut her eyes and reveled shamelessly in the incredible girth and warmth of his member in her grasp. Opening her eyes, she looked down hungrily at the rock hard flesh. It pulsed and proudly jutted out from the neatly trimmed pubic hair around her younger lover’s crotch.
Marie-Claire started to pull back his foreskin, but she changed her mind.
‘It’ll be so much better in my own bed...’ she thought, preferring to have him relieve the tension in her aching cunt in the comfort of her own bed rather than in impersonal surroundings of her guest bedroom. Still holding onto his throbbing cock, she led him down the corridor to the master bedroom.
She led the way to her expansive bed, but just before she climbed into it, Ray, seized her arm and then spun her gently around. He caught her with a graceful ease in his warm embrace. Lifting her face up by the chin, he claimed her sensuous lips.
Their kiss was soft and tender at first, and then she gasped, and melded her naked body against his hard chocolate frame, sucking on his tongue with increasing hunger.
“Mmm...” she moaned as he reciprocated her rising passion. Swirling his tongue around hers, he paused to lick and then playfully nibble on her lower lip before sensuously sliding his tongue back into her mouth.
‘Mon dieu, he’s such an excellent kisser,’ she thought. She particularly admired the fact that he didn’t seem to be in any hurry as he explored her warm mouth with his tongue. It had been a long time since any man focused on her needs rather than race through the romantic prelude to sexual intercourse.
In that instant, she was glad she had braved the pain of loneliness to consign her treacherous ex-husband into the garbage heap of her past.
In the meantime, she was content to surrender completely to the loving embrace of her handsome young lover. She sucked his tongue between her lips, in the fashion of a blow job.
Ray’s steely erection pressed and poked at her trim tummy, awakening a desperate desire to wrap her lips around it. A shiver of excitement rushed through her when Ray moaned, and then grabbed her full round ass, crushing her pelvis harder against his crotch.
Marie-Claire could feel the raging pulse of his engorged penis as he ground his groin against hers. She was out of breath and feeling giddy as his cock massaged her sensitive nub.
They came up for air and she whispered a breathless plea into his ear.
“Oh baby... I want to suck your beautiful chocolate cock now...”
Ray murmured a response but Marie-Claire was so high on the potent cocktail of intense sexual heat, smells and sounds around her, that she paid very little mind to anything but her instinct for sexual gratification.
She felt his hold loosen up around her, and then he took a step back and sat down at the edge of the bed. Marie-Claire knelt down in between his parted legs like a naked maiden in worship before a sex god.
She took his thick phallus in her hand, examining it with undisguised lust, before bringing it slowly to her lips. She ran her tongue over the tip and down along the shaft and back, and then she opened her mouth. She sucked it in short and shallow mouthfuls for a short while and then with increasing passion, she sucked him in deeper and faster. Her head bobbed up and down on his cock until he was moaning and groaning to the pleasure of her oral ministration.
Marie-Claire was soon out of breath again. She was so excited, aroused and sexually intoxicated that she mentally had to remind herself to breathe. Removing his cock from her mouth, she rubbed her hand up and down his shaft a few times. Then she began to lick his bulbous helmet, teasing it and then sucking on his salty pre-cum while basking in the beauty of his tortured gasps and moans.
Her own desire was beginning to consume her, even as she resumed sucking his cock. She reached down between her thighs to soothe her soaking wet throbbing cunt.
Flattered by the undivided attention her youthful lover was paying to her needs, Marie-Claire would have wanted the foreplay to go for eternity. The immediate scratching of her deep sexual itch was, however, of the utmost urgency. She was desperate to feel Ray’s thick, long cock parting her swollen cunt lips and the depths of her needy sex.
“Oh fuck! Baby, please take me now... fuck me like it’s Christmas...”
The very thought of Ray pounding her pussy sent a shudder through her. The words she had just uttered made very little sense to her but she could care less. The only thing in the whole wide world that made sense to her was having Ray’s cock in her cunt.
“Okay baby, your wish is my command...” Ray’s breathless response to her request was barely audible, his intent however was very clear as he scooted further back onto the bed and made room for her to join him.
‘Mmm... Did he just say those words, or am I just imagining them?’ Marie-Claire thought as she rose to her feet and joined her lover in bed.
Ray surprised her when he flipped her onto her back and got in between her legs. He knelt between her thighs, and was in the process of leaning forward when she raised her hand. Without as much as querying why she stopped him, Ray stopped, he knelt down right between her parted thighs while she visually caressed his body.
‘Mmm... My very own chocolate sex god, such beautiful dark skin and strong fit body too...’ she thought as she lasciviously eyed his powerful thighs and gorgeous abs. She gasped audibly at the sight of his cock which pointed menacingly at her like the turret of an armoured tank.
‘With that big gun, he can pound my pussy anytime...’ she thought as she wrapped a leg around his butt and pulled him towards her.
Leaning closer he kissed her lips, and then just as she parted her lips to admit his tongue, he moved on to her cheek, and then her neck. He nibbled on her ear lobe and then darted his tongue playfully in her ear.
“Aghhh...” She gasped as a shiver seized her from a combination of his wet tongue and his heated breath in her extra sensitive ear.
His trail of kisses progressed to her shoulder, and then her breasts, one first and then the other. He paused to lick and suck on one nipple whilst rolling the other between his finger and thumb.
‘Mmm... Oh mon dieu! No one has ever done that before,’ she thought as she kissed her trim tummy, licking her navel and then blazing a trail with his tongue from her navel to her soaking wet slit.
Marie-Claire had had enough foreplay for one day. She so desperately needed to be fucked and fucked right away, but something about the deliberate and confident manner Ray was loving her body left her unable to voice any objection. She couldn’t interrupt the waves of pleasure washing over her body. It was clear that the handsome Cub had the Cougar right where he wanted her. Ray had her eating out of his hand literally, and she didn’t mind that at all.
Her lover paused to catch his breath, and then she felt his warm breath on her mound. She closed her eyes, and once again surrendered to her Chocolate Prince.
Ray parted her pussy lips with his fingers, and then flicked her swollen clit with his tongue. He was gentle at first, and then worked with greater intensity. He slipped his tongue deeper into her throbbing cunt at intervals.
“Oh fuck... yes baby... Mmm,” she moaned, grabbing his head and crushing his face deeper into her pussy. She bucked and ground her soaking wet sex harder against his face.
“Oh baby, please fuck me... Please baby, give it to me now...”
Ray leaned forward and plunged straight into her with a loud grunt. A great rush of pleasure coursed through her even as his girth stretched her walls. He pushed up inside her until he was embedded balls deep in her cunt.
“Aghhh...” She gasped again as her pussy quivered around his shaft. His mouth claimed her breast as he began to hump her. She soon started to move in time with his thrusts. She locked her legs around his waist and drove his hips forward. His pelvis crashed into her with loud slapping sounds as he fucked her faster and deeper.
“Oh yes baby... I love it... I love this... Mmm,” she moaned breathlessly.
Ray responded with deep grunts and moans. Soon their liberal sex cries filled the bedroom as they both neared release. Marie-Claire dug her nails into the skin of Ray’s arm as the helmet of his cock grazed her g-spot with every thrust. Soon she began to thrash about like a woman possessed, and then suddenly she let out a loud screech and tensed up as she erupted in a bone-rattling orgasm.
Marie-Claire’s muscles clenched around his shaft, ramping up the friction about his rock hard length, and setting off a tidal wave of pleasure deep inside him. 
“Oh fuck I’m cumming...” He let off a deep groan and then his hip gave a final thrust, plunging his cock to the mouth of her womb where he shot his hot load of cum.

When his tremors had subsided, he rolled off and laid out beside her. They turned to face each other and kissed briefly before Marie-Claire turned away and then backed up into him. Ray held her and pulled her even closer. The lovers snuggled, each one pre-occupied with their own thoughts until they drifted into a short dreamless nap.