Christopher Scott Dixon's HOT excerpt

Christopher Scott Dixon gives us an excerpt of

The Making of Melissa

Excerpt:

     “Can you talk?”
     “Not for long, he’s in the shower, what are you doing ringing now, do you know what time it is?” Marcus ignored Melissa’s question.
     “Are you in bed?

    “Where else would I be at 3am in the morning!” Melissa listened as Marcus described in graphic detail what he’d like to do with her. She moved a hand down her body and started stroking slowly between her legs. She was aware that he was masturbating also, his breath getting heavier as he imagined her naked in her bed.
     “When are you free, we need to talk!” Marcus’s rich, velvety voice, a gorgeous combination of Barry White and Morgan Freeman was enough to start Melissa’s juices flowing and they both knew it. “I’ll have to hang up, he’s coming back!”
     “Call me!” Marcus urged then the line went dead. It wasn’t the first time Marcus had rung at such an ungodly hour, she knew he was a workaholic like herself, but she had to tell him of the risk of phoning at night when Alec was back. What did he want to talk about? They had only met for a couple of coffees with Melissa always anxious they were not discovered. Alec returned clad only in a pair of shorts. “How was the shift?” She managed finally as he slipped into the bed next to her. Alec gave a double take. “Why do you want to know?
     “Just trying to make conversation that’s all.” Alec broke wind, the stench flooding the bed. Melissa turned her head away in disgust and looked again at the clock, 3.20am. It was going to be a long night.

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YOUR WISH IS MY COMMAND READERS....Here is your SURRENDER EXCERPT! 

       Angela fell to her knees.
     "Please, please, I'm sorry," she said. The sound of her voice frightened Angela – it was high and strained, a begging, pleading voice, and she wasn't sure if she was now more scared of her coming punishment or that she was becoming a scared, subservient person.
      A bondage pet. For real, inside.

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Naughty Readers: Readers love to know more about their authors. Tell us a bit about yourself.

Shandra: Ah, this is one question that always gives me trouble, I never know what to say. I live in the mountains of Southwest Virginia now, having moved here last year. I live a pretty sedate life – I go to work, I write, I like to go running, especially when it's cool and misty. I like to lie outside in the dark and look at the stars. 

Naughty Readers: Do you have a day job?

Shandra: Yes, I work as a waitress at two restaurants. I don't mind the work (except when I have to work breakfast at ungodly morning hours), I enjoy meeting people, but I hope to one day write fulltime. Then again, I suppose most writers have that dream. 

Naughty Readers: Some of us have things we do to get into the writing frame of mind like music, or drinks. Do you have anything special you do to get into the writing mood?


Shandra: This will sound kinda odd, but I play Bejeweled. When I'm getting ready to write for a long stretch, for two or three hours at a time, I play Bejeweled for ten minutes or so. I just like playing, and it clears my mind. I get a big old Diet Mountain Dew or Pepsi Max, play Bejeweled for a bit, then I write. But if I don't have that much time to write, if I only have a thirty minute or hour stretch, I don't do anything, I just sit down and dive in.

Naughty Readers:  Where do you keep story ideas? Where do they come from?

Shandra: Most of the time I just keep them in my head. I'm always coming up with different ideas, working out story lines while I'm driving to or from work, taking a shower, running, wherever I am. As for where the ideas come from, that's hard to say. If I'm in the midst of writing erotica, I tend to see everything through the lens or eroticism and come up with those sorts of stories. If I'm thinking about horror, then everything I see and hear spurs some sort of horrorish story idea.

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HOT EXCERPT ALERT! from Author Sam Crescent - TINY

Sam Crescent's TINY

 

 

 

Eva stared at him feeling the intensity of his gaze. Not once had he asked her to stay, and yet she knew it was what he wanted. They were not good for each other. The last few years had confirmed that for her. This game they played was only hurting the both of them. One of them needed to make it stop, and she was going to be the one to do it by leaving. Vegas was her safety ground. Her father would guarantee it.

“Tiny, I’ve got to go.”

If she didn’t get out of Fort Wills now then she never would. Eva knew in her heart she would let Tiny walk all over her simply to be near him. Her love of Tate was nothing compared to the feelings this man evoked within her. At times she thought she’d drown on her love for him. No man, not even Gavin, had made her feel this way.

“No, you don’t.” He took a step closer, and now she had no choice but to back away. His presence alone made her feel like jelly. She took a step back, but Tiny kept on coming. Eva finally stopped with her back against the wall. His hands rested on either side of her head. Tiny was taller than she was, even in her heels. The top of her head reached his chest, and she had no choice but to look up at him. His dark brown eyes, so like Tate’s at times, stared down at her. Where Tate’s eyes were filled with innocence Tiny’s eyes were filled with pain and power. This man knew what he was doing at all times. He had a past, and it was colorful in a bad way.

“What are you doing?” She wasn’t afraid of Tiny. He’d done everything he could to protect her over the last few months. She’d been shot and hurt because of his club. No, Tiny wouldn’t hurt her, but his enemies would.

“Nothing you don’t want.” He leaned in close. His breath fanned across her face. She smelled the mints he kept inside his drawer.

Eva kept quiet waiting for his next move. His lips brushed across hers, and she jerked back. She stopped herself from slamming her head against the wall. The small touch was like a bolt of lightning through her body. Her cunt clenched as her nipples hardened becoming attuned to this man before her. He owned her responses. There was nothing else for her to do other than let go.

The door to the room was closed, so no one would interrupt them. No one would dare interrupt them if they saw her enter.

“Open for me,” he said. 

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