Thursday, February 9, 2012

Cupid's Choice Blog Hop

WARNING: This letter includes graphic adult content of the BDSM variety.

Dearest L – By the time you read this, I’ll be gone. It’s the way we both wanted it, anonymous, intense, two beings colliding in an empty apartment, no rules, no boundaries, no lights, no names. Even the heat had been turned off, which is why I tied your wrists to the radiator and fucked you until my cock was raw, until you’d come more times than I could count, until you’d screamed all your words and had nothing left but hoarse whispers -- please…again…stop…oh God.

We weren’t big on words, were we? This letter already contains more words than we exchanged last night. A bigger variety of words, at any rate. I recall telling you to take off your clothes. I know I told you to kneel and suck my cock. The excitement I saw in your eyes, the hitch in your breath, the eager peaking of your nipples – these spoke to me more than any words could have. Even when I first saw you in the café around the corner, one long leg crossed over the other, your short dress riding up on your silky thighs, I didn’t want to talk. I wanted to have you, consume you, possess you. Words were irrelevant.

So why am I writing to you now? Why am I not following our agreement and disappearing into the night, taking only your panties to remember the encounter branded forever in my mind, in my flesh? I can picture you reading this now. Even though you’re probably still in that apartment, alone except for the echoes of our lovemaking, you’re probably tilting your legs together – exactly the way I told you not to.

Open your legs. Now.

I know you, you see. You can’t experience a night like that without coming to know your lover on a level beyond the ordinary. I know your instinct is to hide your beautiful cunt. I know you long for someone to free you, to open you up, break you down, until your true ravenous nature shines through. There’s a word for how you fuck: insatiable. The more I restrained you, the more you wanted it. When I took you into the kitchen, bent you over the counter, and worked my hand into your tight, hot cunt, two fingers pressed against your clit, I thought you’d have a stroke from pure pleasure. I came like a rocket too -- all over myself. When you slid off the counter, all damp and flushed, sank to your knees and cleaned my cock off with your tongue, I thought you were too good to be real. 

Of course I returned the favor. I put you up on that kitchen step stool, one leg on the ground, the other bent to the side, the better to enjoy the sight of your weeping, red velvet pussy. First I made you touch yourself, while I stroked my rod. Then I ate you out, your sweet, swollen lips dripping under the lash of my tongue. I loved feeling them burn with need for me. Loved hearing your little whimpers. Loved telling you to pull at your own proud nipples. I watched those dark points swell deliciously, then watched you hide them behind your hands. Couldn’t believe you would hide yourself from me, from anyone. That’s why I made you reach up to that light fixture and grab on, why I took my time with your nipples, giving each one it’s turn in my mouth, arousing it until it went hard and stubborn against my tongue. God, you were beautiful, especially when you threatened to knee me if I didn’t let you come.

I let you come, of course. I’m sure you remember. If you put your hands between your legs right now, I bet you’re wet all over again, just reading about it. Do it. Put your hands between your legs. Stroke yourself. 

You’re my dark, unforgettable goddess. And that’s why I’m breaking the rules and writing this letter. 

One night isn’t enough. Can’t possibly be enough. If you feel the same, meet me at the café again tonight. Maybe we can exchange one piece of information about ourselves. I’ll start. You know that empty apartment? After the first of the month, it won’t be empty. It will be mine. And I’m intending to add furniture. Very interesting furniture. Of course, we'll always have the radiator.    

So, my dearest Goddess known only as L -- consider this a Valentine. I want you. I crave you. I’ll never get enough of you. I’ll count the minutes until tonight.

And one more thing. Don’t come until I tell you.



Hello, Valentine's Blog Hoppers! I've got an extra contest going on this weekend. This letter is from a man named Z to a woman named L. Give me an L name and a Z name in the comments, and I'll put you in the running for your choice of book from my backlist or an ARC of Beautiful Obsession, my next release, as soon as it's available. 

Have a wonderful Valentine's Day! Enjoy the rest of the fabulous Cupid's Choice Blog Hop. Here's the link to get back on the tour bus!




Donna said...

Wow!!! Okay, let's see. Z would actually be Zane Sunday, and L would is Lucinda Damicci.

Great letter.

donnafisk @

Drea Becraft said...

Loving the short story!

Z- Zavier
L- Lalana


Leanne109 said...

No clue but Happy Valentines day! :D

Savannah Chase said...

Ohh hot stuff...I used the picture as well for the hop. Have a naughty Valentine's Day.

Cathy M said...

Wow, girl, that was hot! I would call them Zach and Larissa.

caity_mack at yahoo dot com

Alanna Coca said...

Wow, very spicy. Love all the different personalities this woman in the picture has on this hop! :)

Tory Richards said...

Very hot! How about Leena and Zeke?

Ashley Applebee said...

Hot letter!! How about Zack and Lilah?
Ashley A

mcv said...

All the good z names are gone!

How about Lucy and Zeb?
mcv111 at hotmail(dot)com

elaing8 said...

How about Zander and Lola.
Happy Valentines Day.
Great letter

CAHM said...

Z - Zerot
L - Lailani

Happy Valentines Day

Nay Nay said...

Z would be Zoran and L would be Lacey.
Thanks for being part of the hop and for the chance to win such a fantastic prize! <^_^>

Jean P said...

Very hot indeed!
Happy Valentine's Day

skpetal at hotmail dot com

shadow_kohler said...

Whew! What a story! More please? lol Thanks for sharing! Ok, a Z name: Zaviar, and a L name: Lillian (Lilly). Thank you! Happy Valentines!

danahelaine said...

Zander & Lyella

Juniper Bell said...

Oh wow, you guys are amazing! Fantastic names, I'm going to steal some of these for future stories. ;-)
*evil grin*

Anonymous said...

Holy Wow!
kimberlyjuliene @

Heather Snow said...

Leda for the L name and Zaki for the name starting with Z.

Darkreader said...

L = Lisandra
Z = Zane

Great story - Happy Valentines Day!

desitheblonde said...

wow she has to have great name

swamimommy said...

I like Zebediah, Zeb for short and Leah. Love the letter.

Julianne said...

Zander and Lilah.
I'm still panting hard after reading your story. I want more, I want to read what else Zander does to Lilah.

I don't know if anyone else is or has had problems with posting comments on all the authors in this hop, but I have. I think there are at least four I couldn't post on. And Savannah Chase's page I got a window that said I was a spam bot.!?!
luvfuzzzeeefaces at yahoo dot com

Juniper Bell said...

Julianne, I'll let the organizers know you've been having problems with commenting. You are definitely not a spam bot! LOL.

SiNn said...

zaden and lillianna

awesme story for sure!

i have problems commentuing where ill comment but my comment doesnt show up even after i went b ack toc heck

Unknown said...

Laurie and Zane

i enjoyed the excerpt thanks!

catherine0807 at hotmail dot com

books4me said...

How about Zeke and Liv?

That was one HAWT letter...whew!!

books4me67 at ymail dot com

Angie Adair said...

Wow! Thanks for the awesome giveaway!Happy Valentines Day!

ilona said...

No idea who La ndZ are but the letter sure was hot!

felinewyvern at googlemail dot com

Barbara said...

Let's about Layne and Zinn. Thx for the giveaway op...Happy Valentines Day <3

barbbattaglia @

Jennifer L. said...

Zeus and Lucky! That letter had my screen smokin!

Savanna Kougar said...


Zethro and Lucinda

Juniper Bell said...

And the winner is ... SiNn!!!! Congrats! I just sent you an email, but feel free to email me as well at

Thanks, everyone! Happy Valentine's Day!