June 2011
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Off and Away
So, I’m sitting in a cabin in North Carolina looking out over the mountains. It’s hot, and lovely, and we are heading to the lake soon for a nice afternoon swim.
I’m going to be quiet on the blog until I return after the fourth of July. Hopefully I’ll get some work done on my next e-book, but until then you can always download the first one: Quickies in New York: Winter...
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Up One Thigh and Down the Other
She tasted like coconut sunscreen and salt water.
I kissed up one thigh, down the other, and then focused on the places in between. I wanted to drown and devour all at the same time, but I let her voice direct me instead. When I kissed her there she moaned quietly, and when I pulled gently with my teeth she grabbed my hair. When I buried my tongue inside her and rubbed her clit with my thumb...
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Breaking The Rule
“I don’t know what to do,” she said to me over the phone.
“What do you want?” I asked.
There was a long silence that I was too afraid to break. I couldn’t make up my mind one way or the other, so my advice would be useless. We had a rule, and she was thinking of breaking it. Sure, she called to ask, but the cat was out of the bag. The point wasn’t about right or wrong anymore. The point...
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His Always Smile
I was just supposed to meet Caitlyn for a drink, but he showed up first.
He stopped by without so much as a text, and I poured him a drink and sat him on the couch while we waited. His always smile was as bright as ever and within minutes we had a plan that made us giggle and shiver at the same time.
Caitlyn rang the bell as he shuffled into the other room, and I found a spare tie on the...
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Stephanie Thinking
Stephanie sometimes laughs when we’re in bed but won’t tell me why.
She has an inner dialog that comes out at strange moments with half spoken thoughts and unfinished sentences. She plays with her hair while we fuck and her eyes look up as if she is trying to remember something.
One morning we were lying in bed with the blue blanket her ex-boyfriend bought her for christmas and she was playing...
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Overalls and Exes
We broke up three weeks before I found myself slipping hands inside her overalls.
“I didn’t want to dress up,” she said as I felt the soft skin of her stomach beneath my fingers. “You don’t deserve it now.”
“I love you in overalls. I can’t keep my hands out of them.”
She was standing at the bar with me right behind her and she knew I thought it was a bad idea. She knew I was more worried...
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I Still Love You
We leaned against the window of the hotel with towels wrapped around our waists. Her breasts pressed against the glass as we stared down at the traffic below.
“I still love you,” she said.
“I still love you too.”
A part of me wished the window might open so I could hear the noise from the street and feel the wind on my skin. I wished I could lean out until I scared myself as she pulled on...
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Too Hot To Fuck
It would have been too hot to fuck if we knew each other better.
As it was, we had four dates of kissing on the street and going home frustrated, and a little sweat and warm air wasn’t going to stop us. She didn’t have her air-conditioner in yet, and the fifth floor was hot. The flights of stairs didn’t help, but even that didn’t matter in the end.
We were on each other before she could close...
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