Friday, April 22, 2011

Year of the Rabbit Blog Hop

Welcome! I'm Juniper Bell. The Year of the Rabbit starts off with a bang at the condo of Komo Brown, the most sought-after man in Chicago. What else can you expect when a picky former archeologist, a horny movie star, and a cantankerous accountant are thrown together? Meet Komo:

Let me also introduce the famous and horny Cherie St. Clair...

and the cantankerous but loyal Tomako.

And, of course, the Rabbit.

And so our story begins...

Bloody footprints. What a way to start the weekend.

Komo drummed his fingers on the glass patio door. It offered a lovely view of the snowy courtyard along with the aforementioned set of bloody prints. Not a typical sight in downtown Chicago, but then again, few sights at the home of Chicago’s most sought-after gigolo could be called typical.

Bloody footprints. What to do?

He could call the police. Unfortunately, a certain world-famous member of the female sex, currently tied up in his bedroom, might object to a sudden invasion by law enforcement.

He could follow the footprints as far as they led. If he found himself in the vicinity of a dead body, well, being dead, it would be in no particular hurry to be discovered. If it was only wounded, the inevitable call to the authorities would be required.

His client had been waiting too long already. She didn’t deserve to be cheated out of her happy ending by the noisy arrival of paramedics.

He let out a low whistle. Instantly his cantankerous servant, who never seemed to sleep, glided to his side. Tomako kept her head bowed, her body in its usual humble stance.

“Yes, sir?”

“Get to the bottom of those, would you?” He gestured to the red marks on his courtyard tiles.

“Yes, sir.”

“If you need my help, you know where I’ll be.”

He saw the dark fans of her eyelashes quiver against her ivory cheeks. For months now, he’d been desperately lusting after her. But how could he despoil someone so tender, so vulnerable? He hadn’t even wanted to hire her, but she’d threatened to take a job as an accountant at a nearby brothel if he turned her away.

Brusquely, he waved his hand in dismissal. He’d been away from the bedroom too long. He’d left Cherie trembling on the edge of orgasm for hours now. She’d paid good money and deserved her satisfaction.

Nice work if you can get it. Though sometimes he thought his previous career as an archeologist might be preferable. As a gigolo, his pickiness tended to keep his income in check.

With a sigh, he ambled back to the bedroom. Cherie’s pornographically spectacular body lay spread-eagled on his black satin sheets. He estimated that 65% of her was in its original state. The rest had been altered for her movie-going audience. Cherie could get any man she wanted, but she couldn’t be bothered to offer an orgasm in return. So she brought her horny self to him whenever she was in town. He assumed others tended to her needs in the other major metropolitan areas.

Though blindfolded, she sensed his arrival and moaned loudly. She arched her chest, thrusting her plum-sized nipples toward him.

“Now, now. All in good time.” He soothed her with a long stroke of his hand across her breasts, down her perfect, flat stomach, to her pink sex. He palmed her pussy, preparing for her final descent into orgasmic bliss. She writhed like an animal. This was a job, no doubt about it. Cherie left him cold, though of course he managed to fulfill his professional obligations.

Though lately, only by picturing a certain cranky servant had he managed to do the deed. Fantasies of Tomako’s slim, lithe body produced instant arousal. He ought to pay her extra for her unintentional fluffing services.


Tomako stood in the doorway, as if he’d conjured her with his lewd visions. And damn, hadn’t he told her not to call him master? It inspired far too many lusty impulses.

“Yes, what is it?” Then he saw the gun in her little hand. It shook slightly. Her dark eyes were wide with shock, ink blots against her bloodless face.

“I took care of the ... problem.”

“You did?” He made a gesture meant to be calming.

“One of her fans.” She waved the gun wildly at the bed.

“One of my fans was here?” Behind the blindfold, Cherie looked absurdly pleased.

“He went crazy. He had a rabbit.”

“I had a bit part in Fatal Attraction, as a child.” Cherie frowned. “Maybe the rabbit was a tribute.”

“Shut up, you! You nearly got that poor bunny killed.” A sob shook Tomako’s slender frame. “I love rabbits, they’ve always been my favorite animals. I relate to them.”

Komo didn’t like the feel of this. “Tomako, hand me the gun. Why do you have a gun, anyway?”

“It was his. He was going to kill you. I couldn’t let him.” The gun shook like a leaf in a gale.

“Of course you couldn’t. Is, um, is he okay?”

“I left him out in the snow. He’s really mad.”

Relief whooshed through Komo. At least his faithful servant hadn’t killed a man in his defense.

“The blood was fake,” she added. “He wanted to lure you outside, kill you, then have his way with what’s her name.”

“Cherie St. Clair,” said the movie star, sounding irritated. “If no one’s going to get me off, could someone get me out of here? The last thing I need is paparazzi showing up.”

“Shut up!”

Komo stopped in the middle of taking off Cherie’s blindfold. The movie star blinked, adjusting to the light and the strange scene. Komo straightened up and took a step toward Tomako. He had to get that gun from her before she did something crazy.

“Are you coming to kiss me?” God, the wistful look in her eyes.

“No, I’m coming to take the gun away so we can all relax.”

“Oh no. I’m not giving up the gun. You think I’m just a quiet little girl, don’t you? Someone no one ever notices?”

“I never even knew you existed until now,” said Cherie. Komo had to admire her cheek, still tied up but just as snippy as ever. He tossed a pillow over her sex.

Tomako ignored her and pinned her wide dark eyes on Komo. “Is that how you see me? A little nothing? A little scared rabbit?”

“No, of course not.”

“Don’t humor me. Tell me the truth.”

“You want the truth?”

She nodded bravely, but couldn’t hide her fearful wince.

“I think about you all the time. I think about your dark, satiny hair and the way you walk, like silent music. I think about what’s under that coat you wear. Take it off, now.”

A flush of color swept her face. As if transfixed, she took off her coat, transferring the gun from one hand to the other. The body underneath was just as graceful and sensual as he’d dreamed. She wore a simple white t-shirt and black cotton pants, like what a dancer would wear while running errands. He ravished her with his eyes. When he met hers again, the look in them made his heart clench. Hope against hope, exquisite vulnerability.

“Is that what you wanted to hear? That I’d rather lick your little toe than give a movie star one more multiple orgasm?”

“Hey! I will be demanding my money back, FYI.” Cherie wriggled against the silk ties at her wrists. They didn’t give, of course. He was a professional.

Komo ignored her. “That my idea of heaven would be feeding you strawberries in a hot tub, licking a stray drop of juice off your nipple, watching you tremble and sigh? That I wonder all day long what you’re doing here, why you work for me, where you came from? That I want to know everything about you, that I hope you feel something for me…”

“I do,” she said fervently. “I do, I do.”

The universe fell into sweet, singing alignment as their eyes met and clung. Neither moved. Neither breathed. Komo barely noticed that Tomako had dropped the gun. She stood awkwardly, arms dangling, as if unsure what was next.

“Oh for heaven’s sake,” snapped Cherie. “Why don’t you take your shirt off and be done with it?”

Time for her to go. Dragging his eyes away from his lovely Tomako, knowing the two of them had all the time in the world, Komo crossed to the bed to untie Cherie.

The movie star gathered her clothes but didn’t bother to put them on. Naked, she strolled to the door, tossing Tomako a mocking look as she passed.

“It is the Year of the Rabbit, after all. But that’s okay.” She twitched her hips as she made her exit. “At least someone’s getting a happy ending.”

The End.

Thank you so much for reading! Here's the link to get back on the tour bus. I hope you have a great time on the Year of the Rabbit blog hop. Tons of prizes are up for grabs, including a Nook and your choice of ebook from my backlist. My next release is June 14 from Samhain -- "Restraining the Receptionist." If you'd like to check out the blurb, just scroll down. Thanks for stopping by. Happy Easter!

Juniper Bell


Amy S. said...

This was really good! All of them are. So neat! Happy Easter!

cheralyn said...

Steamy scene! Sounds great. Happy Easter!

Rebecca said...

Steamy and complex scene - great job! Happy Easter. :)

Judy said...

Very good. Kept my attention all the way through.

Happy Easter

Harlie Reader said...

Great scene and I can't wait for Restraining the Receptionist.

booklover0226 said...

Excellent, indeed.

Have a great Easter to All.

Tracey D

Skylar Kade said...

Oh Juniper, you know just what I like! Great scene :D

lastnerve said...

Nice scene! Happy Easter!


Juniper Bell said...

Thanks everyone, it's great to see so many people cruising the blog hop! Happy Easter, and Happy Year of the Rabbit. I've got to go check out the other scenes now, what fun! *rubs hands in glee*

Savannah Chase said...

Really good....I like it...Happy Easter..

jessica said...

Great Story! I hope you have a Hoppy Easter!
jessangil at gmail dot com

Deb830 said...

I LOVE RABBITS TOO! Ok now that I've said that, I really enjoyed the story. Thanks for sharing and have a wonderful Easter!

deb ;0)

Virginia said...

Good job Juniper! :D

joder said...

Great scene! I like that the less showy girl gets the guy.

joderjo402 AT gmail DOT com

Stacey Kennedy said...

Loved the scene! :D Hoping you have a wonderful Easter!

elaing8 said...

That was great.
Happy Easter

Tam Linsey said...

Great how you worked the rabbit angle into the scene in so many ways! wonderful!

Annie Nicholas said...

Nice Mancandy!

flchen1 said...

ROFL! That was excellent, Juniper! Yay for rabbits ;)

Shelley Munro said...

Great job, Juniper. I really enjoyed your scene. Happy Easter.

Gem Sivad said...

This was wonderful. I loved the wicked humor and oh my,what he wanted to do to his "lovely Tomako"... yeppers, pretty hot stuff!

Juniper Bell said...

I'm so glad there are so many rabbit fans here, LOL! I happen to be a Year of the Rabbit person myself, so I love them too.

Thanks for reading, everyone!

Terra Pennington said...

I so love the banner for the Year of the Rabbit. If Rabbits look like that I will take one or two.
Happy Easter


Kim S. said...

Great story Juniper! And Restraining the Receptionist looks good too!

Happy Easter!!

Rebecca Gillan said...

Yes! I love the twist in that plot! Excellent flash!

Maureen said...

Love it! Thanks. :)

annalisa said...

Very Enjoyable! Happy Easter! :)

Lil said...

Enjoyed the short story and that picture of Komo is fantastic.

Pam S said...

Really enjoyed this - the characters were great! Wished there were more some time ;).

Ann Mayburn said...

Great short story, though I wish Cherise had gotten what she paid for ;)

Donna said...

Excellent job!

I just read Go Wild last night. Wow! Really great.


Jean P said...

Oh that was very steamy, a great short story, great characters.
Happy Easter.

Miranda Grissom said...

wooohooo saucy...Happy Easter!

Laura said...

Oh Komo is yummy - can I have him? I'm sure my husband wouldn't mind...I'll just keep him tied up in the spare room (Komo, not the husband lol).
Happy Easter!

Beth said...

Happy Easter!

Ju Dimello said...

Loved the happy ending ;) esp the way it came out of the movie star ! LOL...