Right now : )
Right now : )
#CWBlogTours Infraction (Breach #2) by KI_Lynn_ Cover Reveal
The sequel to Breach will be published. I haven’t started in on it yet, but I plan too soon.
I haven’t given up on WttCH. I fully intend to get some chapters out here soon once things calm down a bit. I did NOT intend for it to be this long. :(
I haven’t decided yet. I think I could possibly do both. I think it would be a great OF, but I’d also love it as a FF. So torn!! Their names are Simon and Claire, and I was thinking I could write it as OF, and post it as FF.
Decisions, decisions. >.<
OMFG this made me LOL!!! This is how I feel some days!!
mmmmm……slide it all the way in me…
A slip of the fingers #fingersmithing
Reminds me of something Isabella would wear in Welcome to the Cameo Hotel
Is it time yet?
Blood Flows Deep in the Empire by N. Isabelle Blanco
***AVAILABLE FOR PREODER 2/4/13!
Wow, sorry about the long delay. The sample I sent you is from my book Breach, which is on sale in March on Amazon. I have also joined an Indie publisher called Mayhem Erotica, and we will be publishing all lengths of stories, also starting in March. We have a release party on Feb 23rd at mayhemerotica . com . I’m K.I. Lynn.
Sorry, I had surgery a couple of weeks ago and am still in recovery. I’ve got a lot on my plate right now, so I don’t know when it will update.
@o_Oza I thought you’d find this kitteh fun. :)
This may become a fic, or I may publish it. Unknown at this time. I’m still working on it.
He stood behind me, touching and pulling the fabric of my shirt. “This shirt makes you look frumpy. I don’t like it. Get rid of it.” His hand slid under my shirt, two fingers pushing up and into my pussy. He snickered when he felt how wet I was. “Were you close, Boo?” he asked. I shuddered, my hips rocking against his hand as he slid his fingers in over and over, massaging my clit with each movement. “You want to come, baby?”
“Yes,” I whimpered, my eyes closed.
His movements stopped. “Then fucking feed me already.”
My eyes snapped open and I whirled on him. “Then fucking leave me alone already! Just fucking sit down and shut up.”
His lips quirked up into smirk and he licked them. “I think I’ll eat you out tonight, make you come all over my face.”
He did as I requested and I finished up the salads, practically throwing his at him as I put them on the table. I returned with his favorite French dressing along with my creamy Italian and sat down. We ate in silence, side by side like always, his free hand on my thigh.
“So what happened to coming at eight?” I questioned, looking up at the clock which read ten after seven.
“I finished what I was working on early, spurred on by you waiting for me. I’ve been fucking hard all day, I almost dragged you into the hall closet earlier in order to get off.”
Yes, always about him and his needs, never about me unless he felt like it.
I rolled my eyes. “I’m so sorry you had to wait so long to get your rocks off. Maybe next time you could try your hand and stop bothering me.”
His hand squeezed my thigh hard and he leaned in close. “I will do what I want with you, when I want. I fucking own you,” he growled through gritted teeth.
I turned, glaring. “I am not your fucking property.”
“Yes, you are. You’re my own personal call girl. Always ready to spread your legs for me like a good whore.”
My eyes widened and I pulled back my hand to slap him, but he grabbed it before I could make contact. I struggled to pull free, but the motions and his restraint caused the chair to tip, and me to spill out onto the floor. Edward came with me, his body covering mine. He still held one hand and grabbed the other, pinning them above my head. Then his hand moved between my thighs, an area that was now exposed due to the fall, and forced his fingers back into my wet pussy.
My eyes rolled back into my head, body shuddering in pleasure and I began to moan. “That’s a good girl, take it. Take what I fucking give you. You’re mine, Bella. Say it.”
I shook my head, my hips rocking into his hand.
“Say it!” he screamed, pumping his fingers harder. “Say it!”