Morning, Sexies! A little Hump Day treat for you! Hump Day Hook will continue for me next week, but today, I have a visit with Damon, a character from the
Wild West stories...ENJOY!
The name is
Damon Dougan, and I’m from Nevada. You
see, about a year ago this author by the name of RM Sotera started this little
project with an author friend of hers, CR Moss.
Actually, let me step back for a moment, all the kudos needs to go to
another entity by the name of Styxx that whispered my existence into the ear of
Sotera. She refers to him as her
muse. I refer to him as a little scary,
but hey that’s a story for another time.
My brother
Dakota and I own a ranch on the outskirts of Las Vegas. It’s a family owned ranch and has been passed
down from generation to generation. Let
me stop here and take a breath, simply because when I start to think about what
I’d like to say next my internal temperature goes haywire. Yes, I’m talking about the day I met Bristol
Ashcrombe. Since that day, and that
woman, my life has never been the same.
I never knew a woman – a little darlin’ like Bristol – could set my
blood on fire the way she does. I mean
I’ve had my share of women – some good for me, but most very bad for me, yet
when she walked onto the Dougan ranch with her fancy clothes and impractical
shoes, I lost all commonsense. I was
hers from the moment she asked me to carry her bags, and even after she’d
assumed I was the hired help I still stood there with my mouth dropped open
when she insulted me with a barrage of crass remarks.
So here we are –
Moss and Sotera wrote a second book about us (it’s smokin’ too) and our lives
just keep getter better and better on the ranch. I’d love for you to visit the Dougan Ranch
soon! Come on…you know you want to spend
some time with this cowboy.
~ Blurb for Wild West Hauntings ~
Double D Ranch Tales, 2
In life and the afterlife,
on the Double D Ranch one belief holds true—the power of love changes lives.
With cowboys, ghosts,
modern day women, hot dreams, pre-wedding relations and a bit of sexy time
travel, life promises to be one wild time on the ranch again.
Rachel Star has met the
man of her dreams … literally. Too bad he’s a ghost. When true love crosses
boundaries from dreams to reality and across time, the Double D ranch is the
place it happens. It takes the love of a man from the past, Dalton Dougan, to
bring love full circle in the present for Rachel.
Bristol Ashcombe, soon to
be Dougan, is ready to have her baby … and so is a poltergeist. Can the love of
a woman for her man and child sustain her during the most horrible of terrors?
Can the love between family and friends really dispel the evil haunting them?
***Be
Warned: sex toys***
***An
Erotic Paranormal Contemporary Western ***
~ Excerpt ~
“Ah baby. I’m
the lucky one.” His kissed her shoulder, his lips warm against her sensitized
skin. A few seconds of exquisite bliss later, he cupped her breast and squeezed
the nipple between his thumb and index finger until it was beyond sensitive and
elongated from his skillful ministrations.
“They’re happy
to see me, Bristol.”
Understatement.
Her tits felt so
good beneath his deft fingers. So good, she felt like singing his nipple
pleasure tactics from the highest mountaintops. But instead she moaned loudly,
forsaking all ladylike manners. “Ah … mmm … yes, more.”
His mouth on her
nipple made every nerve in her body not already dancing to Fosse’s ‘Chorus
Line’ spring to attention.
In response to
her continued moaning, he pulled harder on the delicate bud that he’d secured
between his teeth, and with the other hand, he massaged the other breast.
“Yes, ah … suck
it.”
A muffled
chuckle left his throat before he popped her nipple from his mouth. “You’re so
eloquent with the English language this evening.”
What? Oh, yeah, funny man. “You’re killing
me here. I’m lucky I can form words. Period.”
He hadn’t shown
her any reprieve. As soon as he stopped sucking her nipple, he moved his free
hand to the breast. Damon kept on squeezing and rubbing, and if he didn’t slow
down soon, she was no doubt going to come.
“Actually, I
kind of like you speechless.” He nuzzled against her neck. “Come to think of
it, I’m going to make you babble incoherently in my honor a little more this
evening.” His glance at the remote on the nightstand followed by his perusal of
her underwear stretched a smile across he ruggedly sexy face. “Nice panties.
How about you take them for a ride.”
Oh shit. She’d
forgotten about the panties.
A second later a
low humming voice sounded, and another moment later the snug material against
her pussy started to dance. The whimper hadn’t had time to escape her lips
because Damon pushed her tits together and then devoured them with both his
hands and mouth.
Sucking.
Biting.
Driving her to
the brink of sexual insanity.
As the
stimulation to her clit took center stage, it pushed her body to the bucking
stage. She domed her lower body off the bed, sucked in a ragged breath and then
pulled against the wrist restraints.
* Evernight Publishing – C.R. Moss: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/pages/C.R.-Moss.html
Thank you, C.R. for sharing Damon today...Happy Hump Day, all!
Kathleen
