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Holiday card time…

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So the holiday season is upon us once again. One of my favorite things about the season is receiving mail and cards. I also really dig sending them as well, because I find some truly entertaining cards.

 

As I often do throughout the year, I invite you to email me your address at zoe.ambler5@gmail.com, or send me your contact info via my ‘Contact’ page. My home address is listed there as well, if you want to just jump write in and shoot me a snail mail.

 

I have quite a few people I correspond with now, and more is always welcome. Sometimes you may get several letters back to back, sometimes I am a little slow. However, I answer all letters, and when I send cards, they are usually pretty unique.

 

So please help make this old hags holidays a little brighter and become one of my pen pals. You wont regret it. ~.^

 

zoe.ambler5@gmail.com

 

Zoe Ambler – 2300 Moates Road, Enterprise AL 36330

 

Love you guys to bits!


Sick mama, sick fur-babies…

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Howdy All…

 

I’d love to be able to tell you all is right in the world in Zoe-Land, but alas, it is not.

 

I was taken down by a terrible stomach/intestinal flu for the last few days. Today is the first day I have felt remotely like myself. It was horrible though. Absolutely horrible.

 

On top of that, three out of six of my kitty cats are sick with upper-respiratory infections. Quinn and Baxter are doing alright, but Spencer, my baby, isn’t doing that great. He had a trip to the vet yesterday for some steroids, antibiotics, eye drops and a ‘Camel Hump’ (IV solution placed sub dermally at between the shoulder and neck area to keep the baby hydrated). He is not eating, drinking or using the litter.

 

Today I found the poor little man laboring by breathing out of his mouth and drooling horribly, so back to the vet he went. Thankfully, it’s nothing as alarming as my heart and head seemed to make it. He has developed a sore in his mouth, hence the drooling, and he simply can’t breathe from his little nose being stopped up, so that’s why he is breathing through his mouth. The vet said to continue with the daily anti-biotic, try to temp him to eat some soft food or tuna that has been heated in the microwave just enough to make it stinky (if a cat can’t smell it, they won’t eat it) and keep watch over him.

 

Jeffrey has the sneezes, but he also has allergies, so that may be his reason for sneezing. He isn’t showing any other signs of being sick. He is grumpier than usual though. Sid and Seifer are just fine, however. We are attributing their good health to the fact that they are used to being outdoors, and have heartier immune systems.

 

Yesterday marked the midway point for NaNoWriMo. I am working really well on my writing, my word count grows every day. I will surpass the 50k mark well before the 30th.

 

On a more depressing note, as a Municipal Liaison, attendance at the libraries this year is nearly none existent. In the whole month, I have had one participant show for an event. I did note, however, that participation in my entire region is way down from previous years. People who have not participated in the group Write-Ins, but still wrote from home or work, updating their word counts, are not even participating in writing at all this year. Donations are way down. I had a long talk with the library director this evening about it, and he said numbers for their events are way down as well.

 

I have to mention here, that working with both the director and event planner here at the county libraries (this county has like 5 libraries) has been wonderful. These guys are so accommodating. They have helped me since day one of being a Municipal Liaison 3 years ago.

 

We are sort of chalking up everything to being ‘2017, the bad year for everything possible’.

 

Gaming news…there really isn’t any. I have been avoiding my game for the most part because I tend to lose too much focus on NaNoWriMo when I try to do both, as they are both writing based. My little character is slumbering with her hubby, being quiet for once.

 

Well, that’s our little game of catch up for now. I’ll try not to take so long before my next post, and will keep updates on Spencer.

 

Be sweet, my lovelies ~


When things just don’t go right…

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So the past few days have been a little annoying for me. Things just don’t seem to be lining up right and running smoothly.

 

My fancy Antique typewriter? Well, I had many a plan for writing fun with it. So, the significant other and myself sat down yesterday morning to clean it up and replace the tape.  Only, said significant other is the type who needs to know all about the inner workings of things. He broke something. The typewriter is now useless unless I can find someone local who can work on a vintage typewriter. I think I found someone, I mean, he advertises typewriter repair…but what is on his web-page a newer examples. We shall see come Monday. Until then, I have been kind of giving Mr I Have To Know What This Little Piece Of Metal Does is getting the silent treatment.

 

My NaNoWriMo projects. This year, I am feeling overwhelmed. Nothing has changed since last year, I just feel stressed for some reason. I am also torn between plotting and pantsing. I mean, I have 15 stories and outlines on my external drive to choose from, but do I want to go that route, or do I want to sit down on November 1st and just start typing with abandon?

 

Online gaming. My character and her husband have been planning a special celebration. It is being done in both the role play writing forum and in a live Discord channel chat this evening. I have had the role play writing thread started like two weeks ago, and there are only 4 participants out of 16. Its aggravating. Now, some people in are group just don’t have time to sit down and write a long form role play segment. However, I have given ample time to just make a single post of their character interacting. Tonight, we will see how the live event goes. I will be disappointed, and I’ll admit, pretty hurt, if people don’t come and play it out, seeing as they gather for nearly every other event, especially in Discord, where we can have music and live talk rather than just typing. We shall see.

 

We are actually getting cooler weather here in the south. I admit, I am torn. I miss my heat, however, the cooler temperatures are nice. Especially at night because all the cats want to cuddle with me in bed. The downfall of the cooler temperatures is the bugs. Most bugs go die or hibernate or whatever…except roaches. I am getting crazy amounts of roaches and water-bugs coming into the house. Now, its not uncommon for them to get in in the summer due to the cow field and crops on this little back road. But, I am getting a lot more than usual. The moment you open the door they fly in. And spiders…a lot more spiders. Thanks to the cats, we aren’t having any problems with field mice…yet. An assortment of wild critters have been trying to get into the garbage can lately, like possums and raccoons, but that’s pretty normal. The coyote packs are bigger this year, and making all kinds of racket in the back at the treeline at night. All that I can deal with…except the bugs. Ew.

 

I have a feral mama cat and a single kitten that I have been feeding. I place food on both the front and back porch every evening for them when I bring my rowdy bunch in. I know where the mama cat is keeping herself and the kitten during the day, and for hiding, but I would like to bring them into a safer area, closer to the house, with better conditions. I plan on having the two men in this house build the kittehs a shelter big enough for both mama and baby, blankets and to keep food and water inside for them. Its just a matter of getting the men-folk to get off their butts and doing it.

 

Well, I suppose I have whined enough for now. My next post will be a review of a show or two I’ve managed to sit down and watch. Currently I am watching the second season of Stranger Things. Love that show.

 

Be sweet, my darlings!

 

 

 


Tats, Good Friends and Writing…

So, above you can see my two latest tattoos. I call them my zombknee’s. Mind you, they are still in their icky stage, right before the peel. Today, all I can say is ‘itch, itch, itch’ and ‘moisturize, moisturize, moisturize’. They itch so badly. And I had to wear pants today instead of my usual shorts because I had to adult.

 

However, when adulting, someone needs to speak up and remind me that that doesn’t mean I can get away with wearing a white shirt. Yes, said shirt now has a food stain on it. ~facepalms~ What makes it so irritating is that it was my final bite…right before I put my left overs in the to-go boxes. ~cries~

 

Said food stain came from an awesome afternoon with a wonderful friend. I had met her online years ago on the NaNoWriMo website Regional Forums. We didn’t meet face to face until the next year when I volunteered to be a Municipal Liaison. Since then, we have met, had Write-Ins and enjoy nice little sneak away lunches just the two of us.

 

We usually indulge in an Indian food place down in Dothan. I don’t think anyone else in my house enjoys it, so it works for me for getting a little variety. Today I actually tried a different appetizer and entrée. Go me for trying new things!!

 

Today I tried the vegetable fritters with two different chutney sauces, and my entrée was Butter Chicken. I usually have Samosas and Beef Biryani. I was pleasantly surprised with my choice. And my friend really helped me a lot, because decisions are not an easy thing for me when trying new things. She knows what is what, how spicy I should go, and explained what true Indian curry was. It was great. And we had great conversation. Always a good time with her, and hopefully she will be able to get back to her writing for NaNoWriMo. We both have been feeling the lulls in our work.

 

I am undecided on what I am working on for NaNoWriMo this year. When updating my novel page on the website, I placed up a book series I have in my head. Its erotica. Now, however, I am leaning toward a short story compilation of brand new stories. I love doing compilations. My only issue is sometimes I get sidetracked and my theme goes off the rails. I want to do a horror/thriller compilation. I have a ton of good ideas for that in my head, and it may be easier for me to focus on several smaller chunk stories than working on what will become a series of books.

 

Decisions, decisions.

 

Well, that’s all for now, darlings…be sweet!


A Bad Day…

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Well, this will be a short post. Just an update on my dreadful day.

We started with excruciating pain in the damaged nerves of my lower spine. It was like someone was plucking each one of them, and it reverberated all the way up my spine and down my left leg. It caused a jerking action, like I was having a seizure. I took my hydrocodone and my anti-inflamitories and relaxers. No relief. And I didn’t want to over medicate myself, because I am still fighting a cold.

So I tried to sleep through it.

Late morning everyone, including myself, gets up because it’s blazingly hot in the house. The thermostat was set at 65, the temp was 90, and it was 97 outside. My house turned into a sauna. So we get the heating/cooling people out. He does a quick fix to get us through the night, but has to come back in the morning to replace 2 parts.

So…that was my day.

And it is 9:30 and I’ve had no dinner yet…add to cranky factor.

 

I hope you all had a much better day than myself, and here to tomorrow being better!

Be sweet, my darlings!


Even the uneventful can be funny…

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So, last night, in my gaming world, we were about to go kill this character who attacked the head of our family. This game is based on big Families and Clans. But, while waiting for the call to arms, my character, and her boyfriend, were just sitting together outside of the place were people get married or adopt others. We had been there because we attended several ceremonies in the family of the last few days.

So, while everyone was preparing weapons and locating the target, his character tied up mine and hefted her over his shoulders, walked into the place, and they got married. No one was the wiser until nearly 24 hours later…when the enemies newpaper announced the binding.

Oh, our family was shocked. They has been fighting along side of us all night and hadnt noticed. We never gave any hints that we were planning to wed any time soon to begin with. We just upped the timing. It was perfect.

So, when our family found out through a third party source…an enemies at that…oh, that was a hoot. I simply told them all thats what happens when two spies get together…we do stealthy things.

So that was entertaining. We killed the target, though he is trying to make a comeback tonight, so we are watching him to thwart him.

I play this game with a great group of people. My best friend being one of them. Her character is married to the head of the family. Its highly entertaining.

So, I am sorry to have such a short posting for you today, but I am tired, my back hurts, and I am still getting scornful mail for not sharing the wedding with everyone to attend…lol.

My back is killing me. I called and am scheduled to have a series of injections on the 17th, and I will be talking to my doc about fixing the herniated discs in my lower spine…my thought is that it might alleviate some of the pressure on my nerves.

Lets hope.

Be sweet, my darlings!


What’s on my bookcase: Stephen Knight

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61BV4Eppf7L._UX250_Stephen Knight is one of those authors I just happened to stumble over…and it was instant love. I read one of his books on my best friends Kindle and fell in love.

I had to have the book. I tootle on over to his page and BAM! He has a whole series!!! I had to have them all. He actually has two different series, but, me being me, stuck to the zombie series.

What makes Stephens Knight’s zombies in the Gathering Dead series so great, is that some are slow, some are fast…and some remember. That’s right! They have memories of people, loved ones, how to do things like drive (badly) and use weapons.

I was floored by this. And of course, you are going to fall in love with a character only to watch them go out blazing. Or whimpering.

The Last Town was just a series of novellas, but I know see they have been condensed into one book. The Gathering Dead and The Rising Horde, as well as Left with the Dead have also been condensed into an omnibus.

If you love zombie tales, that have a very good grounding in a reality type world, these are the books for you. Great characters and plots. Even those you are meant to hate are written to perfection.

I don’t know what his other series is about, just from titles and cover art, they seem more sci-fi. Not quite my bag.

Another thing that is so great about these books, especially with them being zombie books, is they touch you as a human. It’s not all about zombies, nom, nom, nom, shoot, shoot, shoot. No, these books touch deeper into the lives of the people trying to survive. It nearly had me in tears several times, and that is a pretty heard feat to accomplish.

So, as the weather gets a little cooler, and you want to snuggle up with some good reading material, zombies and people, this is a good series. 10/10 on my scale. Great for reading through October.

I hope you check these books out, and if so, enjoy them as much as I have. I am waiting for more, as the end seeeeemed to be left open for a continuation. But Mr Knight is involved in several other projects, so that remains to be seen.

Happy reading!

Be sweet, my darlings!

 

 


Some of my favorite blogs…

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So, I spend a great deal of time reading and discovering new blogs. I am going to list for you several that I keep coming back to due to their content. They are very unique in their own ways. Some are about cats, dogs, baby animals. Some are inspirational. Some of educational and helpful for indie writers. And some are simply entertaining, because they allow you a glimpse into another persons life.

So, on with the list:

aopinionatedman.com

keithgarrettpoetry.com

kaineandrews.com

brittabottle.com

johncoyote.wordpress.com

bythemightymumford.wordpress.com

mistermaxxx08.wordpress.com

muscleheaded.wordpress.com

smorgasbordinvitation.wordpress.com

disorientedmom.wordpress.com

depressionless.wordpress.com

totallyerotic.wordpress.com

bipoiarus.wordpress.com

beautifulkittens.wordpress.com

horror.org

raforallhorror.blogspot.com

hellhorror.com

horrorfreaknews.com

thisishorror.co.uk

brokehorrorfan.com

horror-asylum.com

horrorpedia.com

little-blog-of-horrors.com

nightmarenookhorrorblog.blogspot.com

yearofhorror.wordpress.com

isobelandcat.wordpress.com

dailywritingtips.com

blog.nanowrimo.org

blackcatastrophy.com

kittenarchive.wordpress.com

feedmykitty.wordpress.com

catsatthebar.org

There are SO many others. Angells Book Reviews and Courtney Wendeltons. And this doesn’t even cover many of the Blogger blogs I follow.

I am also honored that many of these bloggers follow my blog as well. Before my hiatus, I had called for people who would like to be interviewed and have their books or blog highlighted here, and a few stepped forward. There are still a few I am trying to get in touch with. Those interviews will be coming soon. I have so many questions I want to ask, I have to scale down my questionnaire a bit…lol.

Do you have a favored author or blogger that you follow? Want to share them here in the comments? I will gladly give them a look and see if they would like to be spotlighted here. Do you wish to be spotlighted? As I have said before, it’s for books, authors, bloggers…cat lovers, coffee enthusiasts…lol.

I would love to get as many as possible, covering all walks of life. I want to build brigdes and watch my favorite people mix and meet, but I dont want to do the traditions mix and meets that most other blogs do. I always have to do things the hardway, and, well, the oddball way. ..lol.

So dont be shy and step right up!

 

Be sweet!

 

 


Awake in the Sleeping World

It is not out of the ordinary to be awake when everyone I know is sleeping soundly, as they should be. Tonight, however, my back pain is not giving me that pleasure. And it’s not just my back, it goes down to my left leg, leaving it useless. I can only lift that leg so high before my body say ‘oh, no, you better check yourself missy!’

The problem doesn’t stop there, either. Due to the nerve damaged in my nerves in my lower back, I tend to lean on my right leg more, sending that knee into fits of pain. My cats like to sleep near my knees, keeping constant pressure there.

I don’t like to fall back on taking my Hydrocodone very often. I did take one when I took my night time meds to get to sleep, but, they have worn off and here I sit.

Next month, I restart pool therapy, which I really love. It will be in a difference place than I had gone to before. It sounds amazing from what I have researched on the place. Stationary bike IN the pool, aquarobics, and hat is Monday, Wednesday and Friday. When I feel I have outgrown the training there, I can move into the move advanced, harder workout they hold Tuesday and Thursday. This classes are an hour and a half long.

This place has even combined Zoomba and aquarobics. They say it is very, very strong stuff. And with my disability, I may not be able to perform it.

I am looking forward to just the general pool therapy, and the man-child will be coming with me to help get his knee back in condition since his surgery. In another 6 months, he will be eligible for a partial knee replacement, which his doctor said will indeed happened, because his knee is kaput, but just like me, he has to jump through those insurance loops and hoops.

I was getting spinal injection in my lower spine for my nerve damage pain, but the insurance will only allow so many over the course of 12 months. So my family doctor is helping me manage my pain with the Hydrocodone.

As it is almost 2am, and this is a pretty often occurrence for me, I usually have something to do. Book to read, movie to watch…but tonight, I seem too tired to do any of those. I want to close my eyes and sleep again, but, I know I will be trudging my way down the hallway in another hour again, so why bother.

The cats are playing with their newest toy, so I may let them entertain me. That’s something I never consider as time wasted.

So I will be signing off for now. I suspect I will post again sometime during the daylight hours.

 

Happy Dreaming ~


REVISIT: [Mature Content] Touch

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A revisit to one of my most highly ranked posts. Since its been awhile since I have posted anything tasty, I though we would start with a reblog….some fresh material will be popping up here and there in the coming months 😀

Just a snippet of one of my erotica books I plan on releasing, if you’re interesting in that kind of stuff. Mmmmm….smut…. 🙂

The next morning, Alex remembered that he had locked the bedroom door the previous night. He couldn’t remember why, though. He looked up at the ceiling, and then to his left to find Maddison still asleep. The man turned over onto his side and gently placed his hand onto her waist. He didn’t want to wake her up. His hand fell from her body. It was as if his body was moving on its own, like it knew what it wanted, what it craved.

Alex slipped his hand across her shapely hips, feeling the thin fabric of her gown conform to his fingers. It was such a delicate material. He became bold, however, and lowered his touch to the end of the garment, where he was met with soft, smooth skin – Alex’s hand disappeared under the gown.

He gradually moved closer, so that his chest pressed against her back in a comfortable spooning position. Alex lowered his face into the crook of her neck, where he inhaled her fresh, clean scent.

Maddison felt nice. Something felt nice. She felt comforted and warm. She smiled, waking slowly. Her eyes remained closed as she reveled in this warmth she felt, and when she finally realized that it was the sensation of being touched, touched somewhat intimately. Alex pressed against her, his hand moving over her as his breath floated against her neck. She hummed in pleasure, making him aware she was awake, and receptive to his attentions and affections.

He was pleased with her reaction, knowing she’s been without such intimacies for such a long time. Dr. Lang said it would be good for them, to strengthen their bond; sex provides a deep connection with the souls, he had said.

Alex was thrilled to find nothing underneath the silky gown. He allowed his hand to explore further, tracing the contour of her navel and across the scar left over from the C-section. He paused for a moment, shifting to brush her crimson hair away from her neck and shoulder. He placed a kiss there; he displayed such loving behavior, it was as if he was another man all together.

He resumed his travels, caressing her thighs, purposely avoiding that one little spot. Alex brought his hand back up to her navel, where he teased her belly button, before sliding up her torso, following an invisible line leading him to the smooth skin between her breasts.

Maddison smiled, rolling over a little, as much as Alex would allow. She was allowing him to initiate things, simply following Alex’s lead. She left herself completely open to his exploring, reveling in every bit of his touching.

And he wouldn’t allow much as he kept his chest pressed firmly against her back, asserting his position. Alex’s hand gently cupped one of the heavy mounds, contracting his fingers slightly around the soft globe – testing the waters, so to speak. He wanted to take it slow; he wanted to *feel* her and he wanted her to feel him – all of him.

He brushed the pad of his thumb repeatedly over the hardening nipple, eliciting more pleasure from his woman. *His* woman. Alex smiled against the skin of her neck, liking the idea of being more than just a boyfriend or a baby-daddy. He would be her husband; he would stake claim to this woman.

Maddison moaned softly to Alex’s tender touches. Did he know how much he was turning her on? It was maddening, but she loved it, and she wanted more. She started writhing to him, a soft smile resting on her lips as her hands gripped her own nightgown, lifting it up more for easier access.

He took the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it slowly as he began to kiss at her neck. Again, he felt his body move on its own, but he wasn’t complaining. He embraced this feeling of contentment.

Alex nibbled at the outer rim of her ear, knowing it was a sensitive spot. As he continued to massage her tit, the man rubbed his leg along hers, bringing his lower half closer to her rear. He knew he was driving her insane with need – he could almost smell it seeping from her pores.

She adored the attention to her neck, it always was one of her most sensitive erogenous zones, and the actions against her breasts as well. She could feel his manhood pressing against her behind as his leg brushed hers, and she purposely slid her lower half against him, smoothing herself over him to arouse his senses more. He was being so sweet, so gentle, so caring. This was like a whole new side of Alex, and she loved it so. She loved him. She was so in love with him.

He grunted softly against her ear, pausing in his actions, as her ass brushed over the front of his pants. Alex licked his lips and trailed his hand down her body, moving closer to her groin. But he avoided it once again, not wanting to end this too quickly. He touched the back of her knees, her inner thighs, her hips – everything but that heated junction between her thighs.

Maddison smiled and bit her lip. She closed her eyes and blissfully moved and swayed under Alex’s alluring touches. She wanted him so badly, and she knew that he knew it. He was teasing her, but not to be malicious. He was simply taking his time, finding the pleasure in touching her. She had waited for this for a long time. This intimacy. She could allow it to unravel as Alex deemed fit, even if her soft sounds and gentle shifting beneath his touch screamed at him to delve his hand between her thighs, to her secret garden of pleasure. She wanted him to explore, and discover the joys of this sort of bonding, and not be so… afraid… if that was even the right word… of intimacies with her. She wanted him to make love to her. And he was, with his exploration of her soft curves and smooth skin. They would make their intimate connection, linking their bodies together, eventually. Maddison was a patient woman. She wanted no other man but Alex, and she was willing to endure his slow discoveries.

Alex watched how her body moved beneath his touch. She was putty in his hands, and so quickly, too. He slid his hand behind her, smoothing it along the round flesh of her ass. He squeezed it, spreading the cheeks apart as he ground himself against her, emphasizing how much he wanted this – to keep her from having second thoughts about his intentions.

He brought his hand back around, letting it glide over the contours of her torso, once again groping her breast. Alex soon began to nip at the skin below her ear, raking his teeth along that one spot.

With his hand on her rear, enticing her even more with his grinding into her, she let slip with another soft moan. She was his, completely. She always had been. When he moved his mouth to her neck again, she reached a hand up, touching him herself. She slid her hand through his soft hair, encouraging him. Letting him know she was pleased. Her body writhed against him again in desire.

He closed his eyes, leaning into her touch. Alex finally relented and delved his hand between her thighs, his fingers reaching past her delicate folds to get at the sweet nectar pooling between them. Instead of going directly to her seeping hole, the man focused on stroking her clitoris in swift motions, applying pressure every now and again.

Maddison opened her thighs to him a little, giving him access to her sweet spot. A sound left her lips, not exactly a moan, and not exactly a sigh, but more of a mix between the two. It was a very pleasurable sound. She rolled her hips to Alex’s actions. She tried to roll her body over more, wanting to be on her back, facing him, to touch him, to kiss him. With a gentle nudge of her body, she sought permission from Alex to move.
And he still refused to give – for now, at least. He sighed against her ear, his fingers becoming slick with vaginal secretions. Alex avoided penetration, wanting to get her body beyond ready. He continued to stroke her, feeling her clit swell beneath his touch. After a while, however, he lowered his hand and inserted his middle finger, thrusting it to and fro.

He closed his eyes and imagined more than his finger gliding in and out. Alex then shifted, allowing her to lean back slightly, enough for him to lower his lips to her breast, his tongue snaking out to lap at the pert nipple. He could soon feel the sensation of his pants brushing over the sensitive head of his penis as it became erect against its confines. His body automatically pressed forward, craving more of that delicious friction.

Maddison was nearly purring to his affections. When he let her move her upper half, she took the opportunity to slide her arm under the arm he was using to support himself up with. His heated mouth on her breast was amazing. She shivered in delight. And when he inserted his finger and began to slowly pump it within her; she took a sharp intake of breath, a pleasurable sound, one of longing. She could feel him stiffening against her, and she wriggled her lower half against him, keeping him interested and stimulated. She rubbed her ass against him, moving when he pressed forward to her. She wanted to speak, murmur softly, but she dare not interrupt this… deeply intimate… time. It was fragile, she felt, it was something delicate.

Alex pulled away to lick his lips.
He withdrew his finger and worked her nether lips apart, letting her feel the stickiness as the folds slid together so nicely. He then removed his touch completely, and reached under the blanket to remove his pants in an almost eager fashion. This is where he allowed the woman to lay back completely, holding onto that anticipation of what was to come.

He crawled over her, his lips attacking that sweet spot below her ear once again as he positioned himself between her thighs. Alex’s hands went back to their exploration. He slid them along the smooth skin of her legs, up to her childbearing hips. Alex wanted her – all of her.

As his cock brushed her navel, Alex released a small sigh against her ear before taking said ear between his teeth, nibbling at it.

Maddison bit her lip again, rolling to her back, making herself comfortable and ready for him and what was to come. As he climbed over her, she smiled, taking a deep breath and sighing out in a pleased way. She could feel his cock brushing against her flesh. He was so large, and so hard. She gave another shiver thinking about what was to come, and how it was going to feel. Alex was a very well-endowed man, and she was a small woman. In every way. There was always a pleasurable pain in the beginning, and she anticipated it… longed for it. She wrapped one arm under his as the other went over his shoulder. She smoothed her gentle fingers over his scarred but soft flesh, taking in the contours of his body by way of touch, as he had painstakingly done with her. She felt his strong, lean muscles move beneath his flesh. His strength was arousing. The only thing she was missing was the kiss. He still hadn’t kissed her yet, and it flitted a small bit of worry through her. He hadn’t kissed her in a very long time. Not since his homecoming. Not a real kiss. A kiss of passion and love. And he knew how she felt about kisses… and this set the wheels of worry into her.

Alex nuzzled under her chin, his lips brushing hers. He guided his cock to her entrance, where it was met with a flood of ecstasy. He pressed the head past the tight mouth, allowing her body to suck him in. Alex lowered his body against her own, watching her closely as he dealt slow thrusts, sinking deeper each time. He then leaned in to place a kiss to her lips, swallowing her pleasurable noises as he sunk into her warm depths.

Relief swept through Maddison as his lips finally met hers. And she was thankful he swallowed up her noises as he pressed himself into her, she knew it would be a tight fit, and she didn’t want to wake the whole house with her noises of pain and pleasure. Her body acclimated itself to accommodate his size, leaving Maddison in a blissful state feeling him seated within her body. They were finally locked together. One. She closed her eyes and smiled, reveling in the love she felt. She moved her hips upwards, slowly, giving a small grind of her hips, urging Alex on. She didn’t want to rush it, but her body had become overheated and overloaded by the pleasure of his sweet explorations and touches. One hand slipped down to his waist as the other braced itself on his shoulder. She lifted her knees and opened herself up to him more, allowing him to sink in a little deeper.

Alex deepened the kiss further as she moved her hips. He began to move his own, pressing in before withdrawing slightly, only to penetrate her once more. She was tight, warm and wet. Alex dealt rather hard, precise thrusts, rocking her body up against the bed; each one stimulating her clit.

Maddison kissed him with all the love and passion she had for him. As he started his thrusting, Maddison matched his rhythm, making it pleasurable for both of them, each thrust bringing great pleasure. Maddison smoothed her hands over her lovers’ body, delving her hand into his hair, trailing it down his neck and spine. Alex was a forceful lover, but Maddison enjoyed the hard, precise pounding. He wasn’t a greedy lover either, making sure she was stimulated with each blow. Again, Maddison wanted to speak, she wanted to murmur into his ear her love, but refrained. This was too perfect to spoil with words.

He hovered over the woman, leaning forward to bury his face against her neck to inhale her scent. It was such a pleasant scent.

Alex’s hand rose to cup her breast, teasing it as he continued to move against her; their skin wet with sweat and other bodily fluids, creating a sickenly sweet noise that echoed throughout the room – their own world.

Maddison arched her back to Alex’s touch on her breast. He was bringing her to heights of pleasure she’d never experience before. She was in awe of him. She kissed and nipped softly at his shoulder, inhaling his scent as well. It was masculine, heavenly, and she couldn’t get enough of it.

And that very hand drifted down her body to settle between her thighs, where he brushed her swollen clit, stroking it with added fervor. He brought his lips to hers once again; kissing away her moans and cries of pleasure as the pace of his thrusts increased.

As he applied attention to her clit again, and increased his pace, Maddison did indeed let loose with soft moans and gentle cries of pleasure. She could barely keep Alexs pace as he thrust in and out of her. Her grip on his body tightened, her small hands holding on to him as the telltale tingle from head to toe tickling its way through her and the knot formed in her lower abdomen. The more thrusting and attention Alex paid to Maddison, the tighter the knot formed, until finally it snapped. Maddison arched her back, pulling her lips away from Alex and let loose with a soft cry of pleasure, ecstasy washing through her core as her body was swept into bliss by her orgasm. She panted for breath as her inner walls clutched down on Alex’s stiff cock, spasming around him, pulling him in and releasing him, repeating the process, leaving Maddison humming out softly in her pleasure, her body coaxing Alex to sweet release.

The feeling of her inner walls clamping down around him, pulsing with need, drove him over the edge. Alex came, his body moving on its own as he leaned forward to nuzzle against the woman’s neck. He released soft noises of his own, letting Maddison know just how good she made him feel.

Hearing his noises elated Maddison. She wrapped her arms around him and embraced him to herself lovingly. She caught her breath, kissing his shoulder and moving a hand to run through his hair in a relaxing, loving manner. She sighed out contentedly, moving to kiss Alex’s neck, her body finally relaxing under his as she still had tiny shimmers of bliss sparking through her. He had made her feel so good. So beautiful. And he never said a word. All their love was expressed through touch. But sooner or later that had to end. Maddison just didn’t want to be the one to break the silence.

He rested against her, feeling lost in the silence. Alex kept his face hidden against her neck as he whispered “I love you” against her ear. He didn’t say it often, not like he should.

Maddison smiled against him. She believed him. She nodded against him, moving her lips against his neck, murmuring softly. “I love you, too…”

Alex finally pulled away and sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. “Thank you,” he said, glancing over his shoulder at the woman. She looked so beautiful lying there in the afterglow.

Maddison didn’t understand why or what he was thanking her for. She simply nodded to him as he moved away and sat up on the edge of the bed. She was a little confused, but she tried not to let it get to her. She had wanted to hold him longer, but she knew he wasn’t the touchy-feely type, despite her wishes otherwise. There were just going to be some things he couldn’t provide for her, and she knew she would just have to get over them. She wouldn’t trade him for anything in the world, so she would make concessions and sacrifices. She offered a small smile in his direction and closed her eyes.

“Come to me…” he said softly.

Maddison opened her eyes to the sound of his voice. She sat up and nodded, moving to the edge of the bed, sitting beside him. She looked at him questioningly.

Well, to those of you who like Erotica, I hope you enjoyed that. I have several erotica novels to release in the future, after revisions. Some are fantasy, some are horror, and some are just regular angst filled star crossed lovers.

~mwah~


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