Mark Your Calendars

Last Glass of Wine will be available July 17.

Lana Moore, a server at Rogan's Steakhouse and approaching thirty, finds her obsession with her boss a distraction and senses he wants her to quit. But then, he loses control and she's left confused, needy. It increased the fire, so when she learns he's no longer her boss, she demands he finishes what he started. Until she learns the truth.

Cole, Rogan's young assistant manager, wants Lana. But when he loses control and nearly takes her right there in the restaurant, he knew he risked both of their jobs. Before things can be righted, he receives bad news from home. He has to leave Lana before anything happens between them. Then things balloon between them and he can't keep his hands off, nor can she until she learns only part of the truth of his leaving.

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This is book two in a four book themed series. If you don't have your copy of A Psychic Hitch to start the set, get it soon.

Bekki

Poetry Wednesday - A Very Special Man

A VERY SPECIAL MAN



He should never be an afterthought
Only thought of when times are rough
Or just on special occasions
No matter what you do, he always loves you

Phone calls are nice, cards are sweet
But to sit and visit is the best
Even if it's on a riverbank, or in a boat
Maybe walking through the timber

He gave me life, I can give him time
Life's too precious to be selfish
Consumed with my own pleasures
Tied up with my own family

Time isn't forever, love is
Give him the time he doesn't demand
Let him know you can be counted on
That he does hold a special place in your heart


Bekki

Are You Anal Attentive?

You Are a Little Anal Retentive

Okay, so you're occasionally uptight, but it's not like you fill your day with little OCD rituals. You just like to exercise a little control over your life, and that's usually a good thing. As long as you limit your anal retentive ways to your own behavior, you're not annoying anyone. Deep down, most people are exactly like you.

Are You Anal Retentive?

Interview with Authors of Myspace

Check it out and let me know what you think. It's my first ever posted interview. Another new milestone.

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Bekki

Excerpt: A Psychic Hitch - 37 days on Siren's Bestseller List

A Psychic Hitch is:

UNIQUE - HOT - HUMOROUS - A ROLLER COASTER - RECCOMENDED READ



A PSYCHIC HITCH is a sizzling, erotic contemporary - the first of the series

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TEASER

Darius Markum, a man Cheri London meets online, agrees to help her
conceive a child she wants. Darius sets out to win Cheri's wary heart,
but before they can meet, she's injured and a rescuer named Allen comes
to her aid. After a night of passion, Cheri returns home without meeting
Darius, until she discovers Darius and Allen...


WANT MORE?(adult)

Cheri London's lured to Florida by a man she'd met online. He agreed to
help her conceive the child she wants under her terms, but it was the
sexual promises that drew her to take the plane south.

Darius Allen Markum's gut feeling has him accepting the odd deal of an
older woman. He's convinced sex and a baby hinge on the love of the man
she doesn't want and sets out to prove it to her. However, a missed
email alters the way in which they meet.

Frustrated, Cheri kicked the sand and cut her foot. The hot, young man
who comes to her aid does more than doctor her up. His hands, his
fingers, his mouth, even his cock manage what no other man has. Scared
to death of the way her body reacted and the connection she didn't want
to feel, she hightailed it back to Illinois.


NEED MORE!(adult)

The elevator dinged, and he pulled away, his eyes gazing into hers.

"Where's the key to your room?"

"Right here." Cheri reached for her purse and pulled the
key-card from the side pocket before gesturing toward the door off to
the left of the elevator. When Allen stopped in front of her room, she
slipped the card in and out—nothing happened. Damn it! Come on you
stupid thing. She tried it again. "What's wrong with this
thing?"

"Try following the arrow."

She held up the card. "I guess that would help." She turned the
card around and stuck it back in, turning the light from red to green.
She turned the knob and pushed the door open.

He kicked the door shut behind them and headed straight for the bed
where he lay with her. She groaned and pulled his mouth back to hers,
relishing the feel of his erection against her thigh. Her body trembled
with need. "What is that scent you're wearing? It's
intoxicating." she said against his mouth. Then she welcomed his
tongue as she yanked his shirt from his slacks. His hands roamed and
caressed through the fabric of her blouse. She slipped her hands up his
back, kneading the muscles flexing with his movements. Nothing seemed
more real than this moment. It was so unlike the men she faked interest
with.

"I have to have you now." The fire raged deep inside her and she
found his belt, unbuckled it, yanked at the snap of his slacks and heard
the zipper open. She pushed at them to get them down, off, she
didn't care. Panting, she grabbed the elastic band of his boxers and
yanked them over the stiff cock tenting them. When she moved her leg
over him, inching him toward her wet pussy, his tip bumped her clit.
"Oh," escaped into his mouth as she pressed her lips to his. His
hand stopped her before his cock penetrated.

"Please," she begged, her voice uncharacteristically sultry.

"Not yet," he said against her lips.

Despite the arousing shift in his voice, she pulled back. He
couldn't be serious. For once she wanted it and the guy was in no
hurry to fuck her. Stunned, she bit her lip and forced her mind back to
the purpose of this union. "I thought you understood why I'm
doing this."

"I do, but I want something out of it, too. I want the pleasure of
enjoying your body."

Huh?


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COMING SEPTEMBER 2008 - The second in the series



LAST GLASS OF WINE - Despite company policy, Cole and Lana are desperate
to get their hands on one another, but when she believes he was fired
over the one indiscretion, she has to have one night with him before he
leaves town.

Then she learns the truth.

(THIS IS A SCORCHING READ)

Covers by the fabulous Jinger Heaston


Copyright © 2008

All rights reserved, Siren Publishing, Inc.

Cannot be reproduced in whole or in part in any form without expressly
permitted to do so in writing from the publisher.

Thanks for reading. As always, once you've finished a book, go back and
write a review. Reader feedback is important.


Bekki

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New Review for A Psychic Hitch

Coffee Time Romance gives it four cups of coffee.

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Read it here:

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Bekki

New Blurb for Last Glass of Wine

Last Glass of Wine

Lana Moore, a server at Rogan's Steakhouse and approaching thirty, finds her obsession with her boss a distraction and senses he wants her to quit. But then, he loses control and she's left confused, needy. It increased the fire, so when she learns he's no longer her boss, she demands he finishes what he started. Until she learns the truth.

Cole, Rogan's young assistant manager, wants Lana. But when he loses control and nearly takes her right there in the restaurant, he knew he risked both of their jobs. Before things can be righted, he receives bad news from home. He has to leave Lana before anything happens between them. Then things balloon between them and he can't keep his hands off, nor can she until she learns only part of the truth of his leaving.


http://www.sirenpublishing.com/bekkilynn/lgow.asp


I'm so excited. This story holds a really special place in my heart.

Bekki

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Today's Blog Winners

Thanks for joining me ladies!

There were three entries for Precognitive Dreams and two for Sex on the Beach.

Ahirah Towns name was drawn out of each canister. Congratulations, Ahirah! I'll get the gifts out to you right away.

Bekki

A Psychic Hitch Book Trailer

A Psychic Hitch Excerpt - Adult

Excerpt Three



What if I bite him? It jerked like it knew what she
contemplated. Allen hadn’t moved, hadn’t said anything. Did he expect it or
hoped she’d go down on him like he did her? Would it feel as wonderful as
his tongue did in her pussy? The thought of it excited her.


She moved down and kissed the head. Okay, not so bad. Her lips moved
down the shaft. She jumped when he jerked. A glance up at him told her she
hadn’t hurt him. His eyes were closed and there was definitely no pain
registered in his face. A little braver, she ran her tongue over him, finding
she liked the taste and musky smell of him. She closed her lips over the head
and slowly took more of his cock into her mouth as she sucked. The slight
movement of his hips and the moans that reached her ears urged her on. She
had no idea how close he was until her tongue tasted the salty liquid.


“Ride him, Cheri. Bury him in your hot pussy.”


The husky request didn’t need repeated, she wanted… Damn it, she
needed his hard, throbbing cock inside her. She removed her jeans, her
thong and straddled him. “Oh,’ she moaned as she felt the head spread her
swollen lips. The muscles of her thighs quivered when his head slid into her
wet heat. “Hot and hard, the way I like him.” She pressed down on him, then
rose up and each stroke quickened her breathing. “Wow.” Shudders rolled
through her.


With desire controlling her, she pulled her shirt over her head and
lowered the tips of her aching breasts. He molded their firmness and drew
the hard buds into his wet warmth, sucking one, then the other. Her body
ignited with the fire his mouth sent through her. She felt her muscles
contract and his shaft thicken, telling her he was as close to coming as she
was. He drew long and hard on her nipple. “Yeah, that’s it,” she whispered
more to herself than to him. He reached for her hips as she quickened the
pace, and then slowed as she strained to ease the urgent need to come and
rode again. She was so close. His thrusts matched her need and then her
back arched. Her face turned toward the sky as wave after wave of the
spiraling orgasm flowed through her.


She collapsed against his heaving chest, relishing in the caresses of his
hands and the way he wrapped his arms around her.


When she could breathe and think again, she moved to his side. “You
have too much on.”


“I was thinking the same thing.”


Cheri watched him undress and felt the rekindling of need as she openly
gazed at his nakedness. He unfolded the extra blanket and spread it over her
before rejoining her. Could he be any more perfect? Her hands moved over
his bare skin. “You feel so good. I love touching you, feeling the heat rise
and your heart pound.” The tip of her tongue washed over his nipples,
causing his breath to catch. His semi-aroused state twitched between them
and she thrust against him with a wild urgency. “I need you to fuck the hell
out of me and don’t stop until morning.”


“No.”




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We're Grillin' Tonight

Mmmm Good!

Chef Monty has fixed us up some great backyard chow. Let's go sit on the patio with margarita's and feast out.

On the buffet we have:

BBQ Spareribs

Herb marinated chicken

Corn on the Cob

Vegetable skewers

Romaine Garden salad

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Boy am I hungry.

A Psychic Hitch Excerpt - Adult

Excerpt Two



The elevator dinged, and he pulled away, his eyes gazing into hers.


“Where’s the key to your room?”


“Right here.” Cheri reached for her purse and pulled the key-card from
the side pocket before gesturing toward the door off to the left of the
elevator. When Allen stopped in front of her room, she slipped the card in
and out—nothing happened. Damn it! Come on you stupid thing. She tried it
again. “What’s wrong with this thing?”


“Try following the arrow.”


She held up the card. “I guess that would help.” She turned the card
around and stuck it back in, turning the light from red to green. She turned
the knob and pushed the door open.


He kicked the door shut behind them and headed straight for the bed
where he lay with her. She groaned and pulled his mouth back to hers,
relishing the feel of his erection against her thigh. Her body trembled with
need. “What is that scent you’re wearing? It’s intoxicating.” she said against
his mouth. Then she welcomed his tongue as she yanked his shirt from his
slacks. His hands roamed and caressed through the fabric of her blouse. She
slipped her hands up his back, kneading the muscles flexing with his
movements. Nothing seemed more real than this moment. It was so unlike
the men she faked interest with.


“I have to have you now.” The fire raged deep inside her and she found
his belt, unbuckled it, yanked at the snap of his slacks and heard the zipper
open. She pushed at them to get them down, off, she didn’t care. Panting,
she grabbed the elastic band of his boxers and yanked them over the stiff
cock tenting them. When she moved her leg over him, inching him toward
her wet pussy, his tip bumped her clit. “Oh,” escaped into his mouth as she
pressed her lips to his. His hand stopped her before his cock penetrated.


“Please,” she begged, her voice uncharacteristically sultry.


“Not yet,” he said against her lips.


Despite the arousing shift in his voice, she pulled back. He couldn’t be
serious. For once she wanted it and the guy was in no hurry to fuck her.
Stunned, she bit her lip and forced her mind back to the purpose of this
union. “I thought you understood why I’m doing this.”


“I do, but I want something out of it, too. I want the pleasure of enjoying
your body.”


Huh?




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For Readers of A Psyhic Hitch

What was the name of the place where Cheri took Allen to stargaze?

How did Cheri and Allen meet?

What was the Psychic Hitch?

What did you like most about the story?

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Sex On The Beach

Sex On The Beach

We can do the drink if you like. It would be a nice cooler to have along with the heat.


Sex on the beach can have so many turn-on factors. A chance to get caught. A chance to be seen by peeping eyes. The freedom of following through on the mood. The wildness of the outdoors.

And you know when the couple has become totally oblivious to their surroundings, when anything goes such as this teaser from A Psychic Hitch:

She squeezed his cock harder and pulled him free of her pussy and ran her hand along the wet shaft and over the head. He was so hard, so hot. She could feel the veins and wanted to run her tongue over them. To feel his cum shoot down her throat. He let out a guttural groan. “Damn it!” He shot into her hand and she rubbed it down his shaft as she turned and wrapped her mouth around him, swallowing as he thrust and spurted into her throat. His fingers ran through her damp hair, urging her to continue to suck. She ran her tongue under the head, down his shaft and slid off to lick him clean. He sank back on his heels and pulled her up and devoured her mouth with a hunger she craved. She moved over his cock and sat on it, letting him take her backwards as he pumped and ground into her. God, nothing could ever feel so good. She ran her hands over him, down his torso as the waves of the orgasm began to consume her. She wrapped her legs around him and rested her forehead against his chin as he took her over. Her breath swooshed out as she fell. “So, good.” Spasms rocked her. “I feel so…” He moved against her clit and sent her through a spiraling slide.
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I think there is a bit of voyeurism in many of us, but damn, I love a couple who are so into one another nothing filters in. They don’t whisper, don’t hold in the passionate sounds and certainly don’t pretend to hide what they are actually doing.

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Excerpt: A Psychic Hitch - Adult

EXCERPT



“I’ve never met him,” she admitted.


“You came all this way to see a guy you don’t know? Why?”


She studied him, not quite sure how to explain. Would he think her stupid or worse—label her as a nutcase? “We met in an online service and I thought…well, he seemed perfect. Too perfect to follow through on the terms, I guess.” The thought of another wasted ovulation period threatened to depress her. She brushed her hands over her face to help wipe away the niggling fact she might never have the child she wanted.



“Terms?” He checked the cut and moved down on the floor. With his fingers, he checked the water temperature in the basin. “I need you to sit up and put your feet over the side of the bed.”


She scooted, wincing as she moved her foot. He cupped the heel as it came over the side. Instinctively, she pulled it back. The movement pronounced the throb, but his touch intensified the ache between her thighs.


“Go on, tell me about the terms.” Allen’s hand slipped up to her calf as he wet a cloth and washed the blood from her foot.


Cheri took a deep breath and let it out with a whoosh. He tried to be gentle, but it hurt. “I want to have a baby, so I went to see a psychic friend of one of my sisters. She confirmed I’d have the child I want.” Her breasts rose and fell when he ran the cloth between her toes. She’d never had anyone wash her feet before. Somehow it seemed intimate, sexual and a need spiraled through her midsection.


“And the problem is?” He dried her injured foot, being careful around the cut.


She jerked her foot when he again checked the depth, but he had a good hold on it. “It requires sperm to fertilize an egg.”


“Yes, it does, but that wasn’t what I meant.”


He tried to hide the smirk by keeping his head lowered, but she saw it. “Since the man I came to meet didn’t show, well, I can hardly produce it myself.” She swallowed the thickness lacing her voice.


“Isn’t that half the fun? Searching, getting to know someone, finding out if the chemistry is there, and setting up the meet to see if the online feelings flow into real time.”


“I’m not looking for a relationship. It’s a business deal. A weekend of free sex, and if conception occurs, he’ll sign a contract freeing him of all rights and obligations.”


“So, then, why not go to a sperm bank?”


“I have my reasons.”


He tilted his head, eyeing her. “So, are you doing this because of the psychic?”


“No.”


“I can’t believe you’d have trouble finding volunteers where you live.”


“It wouldn’t work for me.”


“So, you’d rather chance the history of a stranger than someone who could ease your mind about certain facts of family history?”


He touched the cut with the tip of his finger to apply the ointment. She groaned. “That stings.”


“Sorry. I should have warned you.” He set the tube down and picked up the butterfly bandages. “This is going to hurt, so take a deep breath and let it out.” When he pressed the open wound closed, she sucked in air and held it. “Breathe, Cheri.” She did, but gripped her thigh with tears in her eyes as she watched him put the Band-aids in place and tape a gauze pad over them. “Tomorrow, we’ll let it air, but tonight let’s keep it clean and dry.” His hand massaged her foot and up her calf. Damn, she could get used to his bedside manner. “How does that feel?”


“It’s fine. Thank you.” Allen picked up her other foot and set it in the warm water, rubbing the sand off with his fingers. She looked up at him and saw the corners of his eyes twitch. He knew what he was doing to her.


“So, what other requirements need to be met for this prospective donor to fertilize you?”


The way he said it made it sound so cold, and maybe it was. It’s the way she needed it to be. “Why? Are you offering?” She ran her tongue over her dry lips and watched him swallow.





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Anyone Ready For Lunch

It's smelling delicious. The Chef says it'll be ready in fifteen minutes. YUM!

We can sit and stare at the Eye Candy while we eat.

I should have hired strippers. Darn hindsight. lol

The Lunch Menu today is:

Chicken Wrap with in-house baked seasoned chips

Garlic Cheese Pizza

Shrimp Spinach Salad with a zesty bacon dressing


And for dessert:

Rapspberry Mousse Pie with a chocolate cookie crust and gnache topping


Why don't we share a bottle of Blackstone Pinot Noir or Blackstone Riesling?


Now I'm famished. How about you? Help yourself when you're ready.


Bekki

Precognitive Dreams

What are they really? Do you have some and not know it? If you do realize it, do you try to prevent the incidence from happening?

Precognitive Dreams are dreams foretelling something that is about to happen to you or someone you might know. Sometimes they are about death or something not so heart-wrenching. Sometimes you don’t realize it until you feel this déjà vu feeling while in the midst. They’ve also been referred to as premonition and synchronization dreams.

Now, I haven’t gone too in depth into the all the research there is out there, but what I have read back ups what I already know. I have synchronization dreams where I dream of the incident as it’s really happening. The first dream that made me aware of what was happening to me, I was eleven years old. I was so upset, so terrified that I scared my mother and that takes a lot. I’d dreamt my father was in a car accident and killed. At his funeral, I was the only one upset, my siblings ran around playing tag during the grave site service. My parents had been divorced several years by this time and both remarried.

Since then, I’ve had many such dreams, always with car accidents and the person dying. While the person has never died, I came to realize that the reason death was always a part of them, is that I have an underlying fear of losing someone I love.

Some say this is part of the occult, I don’t believe so. Not that I’m afraid of it, I have dabbled in it on and off through my life. My gift, curse, depending on how you see it, I believe stems from the heritage of my great-grandmother. She was Blackfeet Indian.

When things happen while I’m awake, it has a totally different effect on me. I become so distraught, so incapable of functioning, but I never understand why until I get the call. I don’t see it like I do when I’m asleep and watching the movie. When the call informs me of the incident and who was involved, I’m immediately calm.

Ok, what has this topic to do with A Psychic Hitch? She went to see a psychic about her quest for a baby.

In A Psychic Hitch, I briefly touch on precognitive dreams. I wasn’t writing a paranormal so it was not meant to be the story. It was merely a part of Cheri’s makeup. A minor subplot, an underlying issue she has that resulted in the fear of allowing a man to love her. Still, I think it’s a fascinating topic.


Bekki

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Happy Anniversary A PSYCHIC HITCH

Today is the one-month anniversary of it's release. In it's honor, I have chosen topics related to the story.

But, for those who haven't read it, I'll start with a litte bit about the story.


Blurb

Darius Markum, a man Cheri London meets online, agrees to help her conceive a child she wants. Darius sets out to win Cheri's wary heart, but before they can meet, she's injured and a rescuer named Allen comes to her aid. After a night of passion, Cheri returns home without meeting Darius...until she discovers Darius and Allen...

Cheri London's lured to Florida by a man she'd met online. He agreed to help her conceive the child she wants under her terms, but it was the sexual promises that drew her to take the plane south.

Darius Allen Markum's gut feeling has him accepting the odd deal of an older woman. He's convinced sex and a baby hinge on the love of the man she doesn't want and sets out to prove it to her. However, a missed email alters the way in which they meet.

Frustrated, Cheri kicked the sand and cut her foot. The hot, young man who comes to her aid does more than doctor her up. His hands, his fingers, his mouth, even his cock manage what no other man has. Scared to death of the way her body reacted and the connection she didn't want to feel, she hightailed it back to Illinois.

Bekki

Welcome to Bekki's Cyber Party

I'm so glad you stopped by today.

First and foremost. The important things.

Coffee and snacks.

Chef Monty from Rogan's Steakhouse has provided us with a nice array of cyber goodies.

Melt-in-your-mouth Danishes - apple, cheese, and raspberry

In-house-made Bagels - cinnamon, strawberry, and blueberry with an assortment of toppings, or just enjoy them plain.

And my favorite - Cherry Strusel coffee cake

For the calorie watchers, he's fixed up a a delicious fruit cup. Fresh strawberries, blueberries, grapes, pineapple.

To accompany the eats, we have:

An assortment of hot tea and juice and soda for the morning pop-a-toppers.

Flavored coffee - hazelnut, mocha, and for the straight shooters, regular.

Lattes - Cappucinno - Expresso are available for those who need the extra boost.

Make a selection and sit back to enjoy.


Bekki

Poetry Wednesday - Sunrise, Sunset

SUNSET, SUNRISE



Prelude to a sunrise
Shadows of light
Now reflected to another

Moon smiling upon us
Its beams dancing about
Surrounded with stars
Flickering one by one

Afterglow of sunset
Hues of the rainbow
Waking our world

Suns blinding light
Acquired from night candles
Power and respect it's earned
For beauty and smiles given


Thanks for reading.

Bekki

Me This Week

Leo 24th July - 23rd August
This Week's free Horoscope for:
7th - 14th May

LEO
24th July - 23rd August

A slow week, where matters of concern can get a little out of control. Be aware that there can be some arguments around you, especially around others who are not listening to what you are saying to bring matters to a close.

SPIRITUAL GUIDANCE: This time will soon pass, stick to what you know is right for yourself.

LUCKY NUMBERS: 12 14 18 22 29 32

"Leo, the Lion"
23 Jul - 22 Aug (31 day span)

The Sun in Leo represents vitality and authority.

Spirit entering the realm of the individual person; ego development, setting yourself apart from the rest of the world, becoming your own person; self-expression, being true to your inner nature, acting from the heart; dawning awareness of self in relation to others.

Ego, self-centered, arrogant; fixed, stubborn, persistant; artistic or creative expression as a vehicle for revealing "who I am"; needs to be a center of attention, requires acknowledgment and approval, likes to be noticed and appreciated; personal integrity, true to self, honorable, trustworthy; kingly, self-assured, confident.

Leo is the fifth sign of Zodiac. Leos are born between the period of July 23 to August 22. The ruling planet of Leo is sun, which in the natal chart of Leo’s horoscope determines the nature and the kind of life Leos are likely to lead. The position of the sun in the natal chart of a Leo determines the traits of his nature, especially the strengths and weaknesses of his character. The sun and lion both imbue the Leos with vitality and brightness that illumine and enliven the environment in which they live and work. Leos tend to burst with an impatient energy to succeed and dominate.

Leos are the most spontaneous, creative and extrovert people of the zodiacal characters. Like the lion in the forest, a Leo likes to be a monarch of all he surveys. Leos are usually iron-willed, courageous, independent, impetuous and strong people. They are born with the qualities of leadership. They are masculine, charismatic personalities and soon take command of the situation. They can elicit loyalty and faith from their followers. They are straightforward people who know their minds and can communicate their intentions without any ambiguity to their followers. Leos meteorically rise to the top positions. Like their symbol, Leos are lion-hearted, and are undaunted by difficulties. In fact, they can create opportunities even in adversity.

Leos are sincere, kind, open and warm-hearted, plain speaking people who trust their companions easily. On the flip side, they are not generally good judges of character and are easily taken in by flattery. They are inclined to repose more faith in some of their followers than they deserve and consequently they are quite often disappointed and disillusioned.

On the negative side, Leos can be very egoistic and can display immoderate arrogance, jealousy, and insolence. Failure, in life is a part of the game. Leos, if faced with failure can go into a shell and get hurt. Lack of fulfillment of objectives in personal or professional life sometimes ruins the careers and personalities of Leos. This is mainly because Leos as a rule are egoistic and arrogant. A person given to domination takes his defeat as an affront to his ego and caliber and is therefore likely to lose his peace and balance of mind.

http://www.psychic.com.au/horoscope-leo.htm

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Interesting, somewhat accurate. Can you guess what part of this description does not fit me at all?

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Promo Tuesday - Wendi Darlin's Cowboy Games

Cowboy Games by Wendi Darlin

ADULT EXCERPT

“Rebecca?” Gavin’s voice was low.

“Is that who you wanted to call?” She pulled the comforter down on the bed and plumped her pillows into place.

“It sounds like I got the right number.” His voice was sexier than ever in the darkness of the room.

“Are you in bed?” she asked, licking the dryness from her lips, hoping he was calling her from some place private, that he hadn’t misinterpreted the game.

“Yeah. Are you?”

“Not yet. I need to undress first.” Her stomach tensed. This was the moment of truth. Was he going to play along? He was silent, not giving her any indication he was onboard yet. She swallowed the lump in her throat and lowered her voice to just more than a whisper. “What do you sleep in?”

“Nothing.” His laughter was soft, deep in his throat. “What about you?”

“Usually more than that, but tonight I think I’ll try it your way.”

“I bet you’d look great in nothing.” His voice spurred her on, made her want to please him, to let him please her.

“Close your eyes and picture me. I just untied the robe and now I’m slipping it over my shoulder.” She switched the phone to her other ear. “And my other shoulder.”

“Where is it now?” The urgency in his voice heated her.

“On the floor around my feet.” She could tell by the way he exhaled he had painted a nice image of her in his mind. “Where’s your hand?” she asked.

“On the phone.”

He was going to make her work every step of the way, but that was fine, she didn’t want to rush. “Your other hand?”

“Around my cock.”

Oh yes, he was ready to play this game and the abandon of his words spooled her. She moaned softly, letting him know how much she liked the image he gave her. “If I was in your bed, that’s where I’d be. That’s exactly where I’d be.”

“Around my cock?” He wasn’t finished with her yet, not ready to let her hurry past this, or get away with vagueness, and she didn’t have any intention of letting him down.

“I’d be all around your cock. Warm and wet. My whole body so soft against the hardness of yours. I love how strong you are, how safe that makes me feel, like I can fall apart and you’ll hold me together.” Her voice was husky full of breath, the same tone that used to melt Todd. “I want to please you, make you need me as much as I need you.”

“You’re so sexy, so wild,” he said. “I’ll make you come so hard. Are you ready for that? Will you let me do that for you?”

“I’m so ready. I’ll do anything you want me to do.”

“Where’s your hand?” he asked.

“On my stomach. Waiting for you to tell me which way to go with it.”

“Are you in bed yet?”

She lay back on the mattress, made herself comfortable. “Now I am.”

“Take your hand to your breast. I love the feel of your breasts.”

“Umm.” He wanted control and she wanted to give it to him, to let him take her where she wanted to go. “How would you touch my breast right now?” she asked.

“I’d cradle it. Feel every curve. The weight of it. The softness. It’s so soft, so tempting I can’t resist a taste. I have to taste your nipple. Do you like that?”

“I do like that,” she said, wetting her fingers with her mouth then circling the hardened peak. She brought her knees up. “I like that so much. You have me so wet.”

“Slide your hand down your stomach, that soft flat stomach of yours. Don’t stop until you can tell me just how wet you are.”

She gasped when she reached her slick heat. He responded with a groan. “I’m so wet,” she said. “And oh my God, I’m so swollen. My fingers. They…they slip in before I can stop them.”

“How many?” His voice was strained. She was having the exact effect she wanted to have on him. Doing as much for him as he was for her.

“Two.” She arched her back, pushing her breasts in the air, wishing he was there to take them, to take her.

“Are they in you now?” His breath was heavier than before.

“Uh hum. I wish it was you. I want you inside me.”

“Make it three,” he demanded.

“It’s three,” she responded, her breath in her throat.

“Go deeper.” His voice was lower, so close to ear.

“Oooh…” she moaned. “Oh my God.”

“I want to be in you,” he said. “To feel how hot and wet you are.”

“I feel you in me.” She licked her lips, reaching deeper.

“Do you feel how hard I am?”

“You are so hard. So. So. Hard.”

“I’m so far inside of you.” His breath was heavier still. “Stroking so deep into you.”

“I want more,” she begged. “Please give me more.” The phone nearly slipped from her hand.

“I’m as far as you want me to be. As deep as you want me to go.”

“Don’t stop,” she whimpered, moving her hand to a rhythm that was soon going to take her over the edge.

“I’m not stopping,” he promised. His breath was coming as fast as hers. “I won’t stop.”


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