Smexxxy Friday + Sexxxy Excerpt

Happy Friday, dear readers! Today's Smexxxy Friday is going to be a teensy bit different from usual. As you all know (or should know by now) I have a new release at Sapphire Blue Publishing titled: "Her Temptress." I have yet to put up an excerpt, so I thought I'd give you a little taste of the story. Can't give too much away, but a small peek can't hurt, right? :) 


As with everything on my blog, "Her Temptress" is NOT appropriate for anyone under 18. So if you're 17 and under...you really shouldn't be here in the first place, lol! With that said, enjoy the teaser! And you can buy it at any time by clicking on the picture on my side bar. Have a great weekend, guys! 

Her Temptress: Excerpt

“Undress.”  The velvet-softness in her voice had evaporated.

Driven by an unstoppable force, Meredith stood and obeyed, shedding her corduroy pants and granny-panties to the floor.  She slithered back on the desk and stared up in dazed awe at the sleek brown shape in front of her.  At that moment, she would’ve done anything The Panther asked her to.

The Panther slapped the vibrator into her palm.  Glittering catlike eyes pierced Meredith through the darkness.  “Spread your legs.”

The heat in her face told Meredith she was blushing but still she obeyed, parting her legs wide for The Panther to see.  She panted in helpless expectation, her eyes fixed on the throbbing tool.  Intense waves of expectant pleasure rocked through her, and she whimpered, pleading with arching hips for The Panther to enter her.

“You have a beautiful cunt.”  

Meredith whimpered again, powerless. 

“I’m going to fuck you now.  Are you ready?”  The way The Panther said “fuck” roused a primal cry from deep inside Meredith.  She threw back her head, gasping for breath.  Oh god, yes!  Fuck me, she pleaded.  Silently.

“Say it out loud,” The Panther commanded.

Meredith blushed.  Her lips trembled.  She didn't know if she could really say it.  “S-Say what?”

“Tell me how much you want to be fucked.”

Another cry escaped from her throat and Meredith twisted her face toward the window.  She couldn't bear to say it and look at The Panther at the same time.  “I…want you to…fuck me,” she whispered, barely breathing.

“Like you mean it, Mrs. Hartman.  Or I won’t do it.”