Saturday, January 31, 2015

Their Sexy Thoughts...

 #MySexySaturday Week 77

You're at that part in the book where either the Hero or Heroine are looking at, thinking or dreaming about the other. Their thoughts have drifted to a sweet, sexy or steamy moment already shared, or a fantasy they've had and desperately want to live out.

This week's #MySexySaturday is all about those sexy, steamy, hot, rub your legs together  kind of scenes. So get ready to read 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs of seriously steamy Sexy Thoughts.......

After some serious internal debate (or really arguments) with quite a few of my characters, it was decided that Declan would get his say this week. 'Cause he had some seriously sexy thoughts about Lizbeth the first time he saw her...

And when you're done drooling over Declan's thoughts, and wishing they were of you...... head back over to MySexySaturday and click on all the other amazing #MSSAuthors of #MSS77 to read Their Sexy Thoughts.....

Standing over the stove, scooping out the creamiest fucking oatmeal I'd ever seen in my life into the bowls on the counter, I thought back to Lizbeth's eyes as I'd held her last night and she'd come against my fingers. As I'd held her tight to me just minutes ago and felt her heart thudding against my chest, saw her nipples beading under her paper thin t-shirt, saw her pulse racing at her throat.

And her fuckin' eyes. Christ, her eyes. Glowing like the most precious amber stones.

As the bowl clutched in my hand clattered to the counter I groaned and placed my hands on either side of the stove, dropped my head and closed my eyes. Taking a deep breath, I realized jackin' off twice last night when I got home, and again this morning in the shower wasn't gonna cut it. 

Her fuckable ass, generous tits, and gorgeous hair had me acting like I was fuckin' seventeen again. And her eyes had me almost losing it in my jeans in her fucking foyer. Jesus, what the hell?

"Mr Ryan? Are you ok?" I looked up to see Lizbeth's seriously breathtaking daughter looking at me from the other side of the kitchen. 

Her question spoke of concern, bur her eyes said 'What the hell are you doing in my mom's kitchen at seven o'clock in the morning serving up my breakfast?'

This kid needed serous male protection. Just like her fuckin' mother...


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