Our apartment is larger than I expected. Along with having 12 doors, we have abundant storage space. And nothing to store in it. Awesome. We have a hall closet, a huge coat closet and an airing cupboard.
Archive for February, 2009
Living in England
I’ve completed my move to England, and am now living in a little village in Surrey.
We live in a very nice area of the village, and we’re only steps from rural area that are great for walks.
Excerpt from KITSUNE (NSFW)
“A date is a time when a man and woman go out with the intent
of having sex with one another, correct?”
Sakura’s question broke his wandering train of thought, startling
a bark of laughter out of him. “That’s a very urban definition, but
yeah, basically.”
Sakura slithered her arm around his, fingers splaying over his
wrist. “I already want to have sex with you. I was disappointed that
we didn’t do it again when you woke. I want to taste you.”
Her voice had gone low and husky, and her skin felt hot against
his forearm. What few memories he had of last night filtered to
the surface, splashing beautiful images of her naked golden flesh
before his mind’s eye.
The heat of her hand on his arm spread through him like blood
fever.
They turned into the foyer of his building and Joe lunged for
the elevator button, stabbing at it hard enough to nearly break his
finger. Sakura, calm and confident at his side, pressed her palm flat
to his belly. Joe sucked in his breath as his cock twitched from just
the brush of her hand on his cotton-covered stomach. She slid her
hand down his hip. The forgotten list of logical questions crunched
in his pocket.
He dragged her into the elevator when it opened and bent to kiss
her, but she turned aside, pushing him away.
“What’s wrong?” he was frantic to touch her, to be touched by
her.
“Wait.”
“Why?”
The elevator dinged and they stepped out. What little sanity
Joe’d scraped together was unraveling, burning away in the fire
she’d started in his blood. His fingers trembled as he opened the
door, and when she stepped in, carefully removing her shoes, he
did the same. He wanted to scoop her up, push her back against
the door, and ravage her mouth, but something about the set of her
shoulders and tilt of her head kept him under control.
While his blood boiled with the need for her, she calmly led
them to the bedroom. The big bed was draped in golden afternoon
light. When she lay there naked nothing would be hidden from
him. His shiver of anticipation had her turning.
“Do you want me?” she asked.
“Yes.”
Sakura stepped back and stripped off her shirt and jeans.
KITSUNE, now available
Kitsune, my latest contemporary shifter story, about a woman who is more than what she seems, is available now , from eRedSage.
