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Friday 25 July 2014

The Anniversary Edition #MySexySaturday - I Came For You #erotic #romanticsuspense

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Welcome to the 52nd week of My Sexy Saturday.

Wow! A whole year we’ve been entertaining people with our little bit of sexy. We say, let’s go for another one!!!

This is really all about the authors and readers this week. There’s no theme except to say that we are celebrating each and every one of you. And because this is in the middle of summer, we couldn’t decide on just what we wanted to do to celebrate, so we decided to hold off for you until Halloween or Christmas…decisions, decisions…we can’t decide which.

So…why don’t you all help us to decide…do you want our anniversary celebration to be held around Halloween or at Christmas? Either way, we’ll have fun and prizes galore…but you need to give us a hint here…and you can tell us by sending us an email at mysexysaturday@gmail.com with a subject line of ANNIVERSARY CELEBRATION and tell us what you want. We’ll keep you posted on the outcome!

This week, all we want you to do is to share a sexy tidbit about anything your heart desires. 

Well, since anything goes this week, I'm going with the sexiest character I've ever had the pleasure to write... the dark dangerous, exotically sexy and arrogant, Victor Mayhue. Irresistible with a capital I
Here's a snippet from Misfortune of Birth Book Three in the Always Cambridge Series. I came for you...
I lifted Randi right off her feet. Her softness flattened out against my chest as I enjoyed her hot sweet mouth. I’d never been with someone as tiny as she was. I usually liked my women with a nice healthy booty as well as a bust. Everything about Randi was so compact, petite. Not that she didn’t have great tits. I’d admired all of her assets longingly on the yacht. Or as she bent over the desk at work. She was just so small, I was afraid I might hurt her. She was like a china doll and I was a bull.

“This. Is. So. Wrong,” she mumbled between kisses but she made no attempt to quit or let me go. I could have cheered in jubilation if I wasn’t so busy.
I set her on her feet though, giving her the choice. I could still step away from her now, if that was what she wanted, but not after much more. She clung to my shoulders.

“It might be wrong, but it feels so fuckin’ good,” I said, running my lips over her jaw and down her neck. Slowly, I began to unbutton her blouse. Her hands covered mine, stopping the action. I could have groaned out loud. This was the end. I’d moved too fast. Or maybe too slow. Perhaps I should have had her on the verge of something big before I’d attempted to take off her clothes. I could have had her begging. I looked down at her. Her gaze roamed over my mouth. I ran my tongue over my lower lip, slowly, shamelessly. Again, she bit her lip in that familiar gesture. I ran my thumb over it, smoothing her teeth away. “Hey, quit abusin’ that thing. I’m not done with it yet.”
I lowered my head and she shocked the shit out of me again, by letting me. I thought she’d been about to call it off. Could it really be this easy?

“I’m not thinking about Alex or Julie either,” she said against my mouth. It was the only way to talk, since neither one of us seemed to want to let the other go.
But I did stop. Confused. “Huh?”

“You’re right, it does feel fuckin’ good.” The expletive coming from her sweet lips caused my cock to jerk. “You’ve been drinking. You’re not thinking clearly. I don’t want you to regret this later on when you’re more yourself. I should go.”

I couldn’t believe her. She was concerned for me? “I’m not that drunk,” I defended. “You’re not taking advantage of me if that’s what you’re worried about. I know what’s going on here. I know precisely what I’m doing. I know exactly what you’re doing, and you’re doing it very well. I wanna fuck. Pure and simple.”

All of a sudden, her expression dulled. “And anyone will do?” she asked, cautiously.

“No. Not anyone will do. You. I need and want you. I came looking for you. There were lots of willing women at the bars. But I can’t think of anyone these days, but you. I can smell you. I can taste you. I wake up in the middle of the night and I think I’ve already had you. Maybe I’m taking advantage of you. I know you’re not happy with Alex. It’s why I came to the office—I came for you.”

Follow the saga from the beginning... Always Cambridge

Author Note: The Always Cambridge Series is a true saga in the sense that each new installment begins precisely where the last ended. The books should be read in sequence.  

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Have a Sexy Saturday!

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