How are you celebrating Valentine’s Day?
I’m hoping to go to a quiet romantic dinner with my Love at one of our favorite local places. He knows I hate red roses, so I imagine he’ll come up with a nice bouquet of flowers in my favorite colors, maybe peach roses or periwinkle hydrangea or pink peonies. I still haven’t seen Fifty Shades Darker yet, and my Love has promised to take me.
I don’t know about you, but Valentine’s Day always puts me in the mood for a steamy romance. LOST & BOUND, my latest novel, is out now. Just the thing for such a romantic day.
Here’s a naughty little tease…
Back in the island cabin, Shasta made another pot of macaroni and cheese, vowing to be more diligent in finding a healthier dinner the next night. After she’d cleaned up her mess, she wandered outside. The sun was just sinking behind the hills to the west, casting an orange glow on the lake. Across the water, she could see lights on in the cabin farthest from the lodge. That had to be his. Blake’s.
She sighed deeply, remembering the way he’d kissed her. The heat had melted her to her core. Then she’d said something stupid about being up for more. She winced and shook her head. I don’t know why I have to be such a dumbass.
Still, he had kissed her. That had to mean that he was attracted to her. Right? She remembered the electricity she’d felt when he’d reached over her to help with her seat belt. And when he’d helped her fishing. Being close to Blake was intoxicating.
Shasta closed her eyes, remembering the feel of his chest beneath her palms as she’d leaned up into his kiss. She could feel the heat again, that tingle of need at her core. Casting one last glance at Blake’s cabin, she returned inside and headed straight for the bedroom.
There, she dug into the bottom of her suitcase and removed a pale pink satin pouch. Self-consciously, she returned to the sitting area and doused the overhead lights. In the bedroom, the only light was from a battery-operated lantern beside the bed. Quickly, she stripped off her clothes and slipped into bed. From the satin pouch, she withdrew a large rabbit-style vibrator made of clear pink vinyl. She set aside the dildo, for the moment stroking her body lightly with her fingertips.
In her mind, she saw Blake, imagining that it was his hands on her. As her arousal grew, she concentrated on her breasts, cupping them, pinching her nipples, pulling them erect. She felt the dampness between her thighs as, in her imagination, Blake moved there, stroking and circling her clit.
Shasta clicked the on-switch and the dildo began to vibrate, slowly at first, but more rapidly with just another couple of clicks. She positioned the object at her entrance, gasping as the buzzing elevated her arousal. Moving the dildo into her core, she instead pictured Blake holding himself over her, sliding his rock hard cock into her.
With another click, rows of steel beads began to circle inside the vinyl cock, stimulating her walls, and she felt her moment growing. “Oh, Blake,” she murmured, eyes closed tightly as she imagined him pushing her toward her pleasure. She began to pant and gasp as her orgasm overtook her, pussy clenching down on the pink dildo, and her erotic pleasure caused her entire body to shudder in release.
She clicked off the vibrator as her shudders began to subside, and she gently slid the device from her body, placing it on a towel on the nightstand. I’ll clean it tomorrow, she thought as sleep claimed her.
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Pandora Spocks 