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What sorta hero do you like?
Wednesday, March 13, 2013
Hands, ass and eyes and a Firefighter
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
Words for sexually-minded people
As a writer I'm supposed to be creative, but there are times I'm stumped. I'm typing away, "He gently laid her upon the silken sheets as her fingers found his hard--" !?!?!? Oh brother...my brain encounters a hurdle. It's not that I can't come up with a name for a man's male part. In fact, I have a few select words I could choose to fill in the blank. Sometimes I just wonder what readers would do if I called his member a cucumber or sausage? Or maybe a stick or club? Would they stop and hit delete, moving on to the next writer's book who uses penis as a description? No, I don't plan on ever using "sausage" to describe a man. Or "cucumber." Readers are safe.
There are some words that can never be considered sexy. For instance, if I wrote, "Jack slipped her panties over her ankles, tossed them over his shoulder then positioned himself for the sexual seesaw." This is an actual sexual position. It consists of 360-degree turns, like a helicopter's propeller would spin, over your body. Or, how about this line, "Bend over and brace yourself, sweetheart. I'm going to wanton wheelbarrow you like no other." Here's my thought, and just a thought that is, why would anyone want to have their ass stuck up in the air, one leg lifted at an odd angle and the other on the floor, while your head is braced on the bed with your man behind you. Umm--okay, I don't get the fun in that. Maybe the "funny," but not the "fun."
Making love is beautiful, yet the slang terms for a man's "parts" are downright nasty. Wiener, pecker, thing, tool, package...these are some of the more elegant names. Oh, oh!! Here's a good one. Shaft. I've used that a few times. Here are some funnier ones: cack, schlong, pud and chub. Did you know you can buy a book on the penis for your coffee table? It could be a great conversation starter.
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There are some words that can never be considered sexy. For instance, if I wrote, "Jack slipped her panties over her ankles, tossed them over his shoulder then positioned himself for the sexual seesaw." This is an actual sexual position. It consists of 360-degree turns, like a helicopter's propeller would spin, over your body. Or, how about this line, "Bend over and brace yourself, sweetheart. I'm going to wanton wheelbarrow you like no other." Here's my thought, and just a thought that is, why would anyone want to have their ass stuck up in the air, one leg lifted at an odd angle and the other on the floor, while your head is braced on the bed with your man behind you. Umm--okay, I don't get the fun in that. Maybe the "funny," but not the "fun."
Making love is beautiful, yet the slang terms for a man's "parts" are downright nasty. Wiener, pecker, thing, tool, package...these are some of the more elegant names. Oh, oh!! Here's a good one. Shaft. I've used that a few times. Here are some funnier ones: cack, schlong, pud and chub. Did you know you can buy a book on the penis for your coffee table? It could be a great conversation starter.
Interested in reading one of my books. Stop over and take your pick.
http://lyricalpress.com/?s=rhonda+lee+carver
http://www.amazon.com/Dreaming-Ivy-ebook/dp/B0083V4R2U/
http://itunes.apple.com/us/book/dreaming-ivy/id527877080?mt=11
Dreaming Ivy by Rhonda Lee Carver
Can a past love become their future?
The Thorntons’ mansion is full of timeless secrets waiting to be unraveled. When small-town journalist Ivy and ghost hunter Max are stuck in the forgotten, dilapidated house, they find more than just a haunting. Ivy finds herself dreaming of the former owners, Marcus Thornton and his lovely wife, Elizabeth. Their profound love was once the talk of the town, and the cause their mysterious, untimely deaths never found. When Ivy’s dreams begin to become reality, the mystery starts to unravel and sheds truth on more than just the past.
WARNING: Graphic language, naughty ghosts, a non-committal male, and a love that endures beyond time and death.
A Lyrical Press Paranormal Romance
Copyright 2012, Rhonda Lee Carver
All rights reserved, Lyrical Press, Inc.
EIvy stepped into the corridor. She stopped and listened. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a shadow sweep across the wall. She turned as it disappeared. “Hello?” No answer. She stomped down the hall and burst into the room. “Hello–”
The room was empty.Ivy swallowed the taste of fright. A shiver raced across her skin. She had seen someone, or had she? She rubbed her eyes. Maybe the shadows were playing tricks on her.
A loud crack in the floor behind her sent Ivy twisting. The sun from the window blinded her. She acted on impulse. She drew her fist back and punched–landing on something solid. The force behind her connection with skin and bone sent her off balance, flailing backward. A hand on her wrist pulled her hard against a steely frame.
She met a dark stare, just as she felt wobbling. The impact of her body had sent him a step back. He lost his balance. Together they fell. The air whooshed from his chest as Ivy landed on top of the stranger.
She closed her eyes and remained still. She wanted nothing more than for the floor to swallow her. Several long seconds floated by. Neither of them said a word. She finally opened her eyes.
Embarrassed and confused, Ivy laid her palms against his shoulders, pushing herself up. She looked directly into his not-so-pleased expression and gulped. Enchanting green eyes, prominent cheekbones, midnight hair…and a pissed-off set to his jaw. She’d made a mistake–a huge one. “Max Shepard.” It wasn’t a question.
He narrowed his eyes. “Ivy Kennedy, journalist and amateur boxer?”
The deep, rich tone of his voice did funny things to the pit of her stomach. His voice wasn’t the only toned part of him. Pressed together gave her an up close and personal testimonial of his physical assets. Broad chest, tight abs to long legs, she could feel tight muscles and a curious bulge. She scooted her hip around the swelling in his jeans. Heat and realization spread through her body.
One corner of his mouth lifted. “It’s my cell.” Could he see straight through her?
“Cell?”
He reached into his pocket and held up his phone. Ivy was certain her skin changed into the perfect color of mortification. She wondered just how bad this could get. Pasting a smile on her face, she said, “Nice to meet you.” The temperature rose between them into the triple digits. Their bodies seemed to melt together. He didn’t look like the pictures she’d seen on the internet. He looked more distinguished in person. “You’re older than I thought,” she blurted.
“Older?”
“Older, in a good way.” She licked her bottom lip and nervously pushed her hair behind her ear. “My mother said I have a bad habit of saying the most awkward things and rambling–” She swallowed. “–like I am now.” She moved slightly.
His zipper started to swell again. Was that another cell phone in his pocket, or… Before her mind could complete the thought, he wrapped his large hands around her waist and lifted her off him. He set her on her feet as he came to stand in front of her. “That’s better,” he said as he backed up. “Damn.” He kicked rug that must have been the reason behind their fall.
He stood there, silent. This was a complete disaster. She’d managed to give him a black eye to match the dark scowl on his face. She needed to start searching for a new job. Marshall would have her head for this.
Saturday, March 9, 2013
Instant gratification and the heart
The best interview question I've ever been asked was, "Do romance writers have the best relationships?" Clearly the reason for this question, as romance writers we write love, characters with the ability to communicate and solve problems and sex, sex, and more sex. What's not to like? Right? How did I answer the question? Well, basically, this is what I said, "I can't speak for everyone but I believe that I've learned what works in romance novels can work in real-life romance too. Equality comes in communication, kindness, fidelity and sex. With those four things, how can we go wrong?" I'm certainly not an expert in relationships. After all, I've failed, but I also believe in second chances. My hubby and I are an example of second chances. I've even written several books on this topic: Second Chance Cowboy and the sequel, Second Ride Cowboy (Releasing in August 2013).
As humans we are never satisfied with anything. Our gratitude for things has a short life span. We always want more and more...and better. So our relationships aren't any different. At the same time, we want unity and a relationship...we just want it perfect; therefore, putting way too much pressure on our shoulders to have a relationship work. We live in a society where instant gratification isn't a gift but an expectation. Sometimes couples find it easier to walk away than to take the time to put all of the pieces of the puzzle back together.
Relationships take lots of work, so why not make the "job" a whole helluva lot more exciting? Here are some fun little tricks to keep the excitement lit.
1. Take a mini vaca. The point is to get away and relax. Concentrate on one another away from the stress.
2. Candlelight dinner. Traditionally, candlelight dinners have always been romantic. They still are.
3. Massages. Surprise him by asking him to roll over onto his stomach then knead the stress right out of his muscles and mind...then allow "things" to happen.
4. Sexting for adults. Sure, go ahead, send a naughty message to your partner. And if you're feeling a bit friskier, send a sexy pic. It doesn't have to be a fully exposed shot. A glimpse of cleavage, a pose showing thigh, sporting bra and thong...you get what I'm saying.
5. Couples who cook together, stay together. I don't know if that's true, but I have a fascination for with men who can whip up something in the kitchen. On a leisure afternoon, spend it creating a meal that you can later enjoy together.
6. Take a bath together. I know, you see this a lot in romantic movies. Yet, think about it, slick bodies, washing each other's back, warm water and lot candles. Sexy!
7. Talk dirty. Open up and tell your partner what you want to experience. Telling doesn't mean doing...but I like to call it verbal foreplay.
8. Take a trip to the vineyard. Wine is associated with romance. This may not sound like an exciting date to some, but don't knock it until you've tried it. You'd be surprised how sampling wine with a lover can induce excitement.
9. Ride it. Uh-hm...take this however you want, but I'm suggesting a roller coaster. Get your adrenaline pumping with your partner.
10. Dance. Holding each other while listening to a love song evokes strong emotion. Dancing can also be a sexy turn-on. Grin your hips without inhibition. Run your fingers through your hair. Move to the beat of a fast song. I'll bet he won't be able to keep his eyes off you.
11. Watch a romantic movie, or one that sends a message of how lucky you both are to have one another. Movies that show a couple happy, then lose one another, then get back together after a life lesson actually can ignite appreciation within us.
As humans we are never satisfied with anything. Our gratitude for things has a short life span. We always want more and more...and better. So our relationships aren't any different. At the same time, we want unity and a relationship...we just want it perfect; therefore, putting way too much pressure on our shoulders to have a relationship work. We live in a society where instant gratification isn't a gift but an expectation. Sometimes couples find it easier to walk away than to take the time to put all of the pieces of the puzzle back together.
Relationships take lots of work, so why not make the "job" a whole helluva lot more exciting? Here are some fun little tricks to keep the excitement lit.
1. Take a mini vaca. The point is to get away and relax. Concentrate on one another away from the stress.
2. Candlelight dinner. Traditionally, candlelight dinners have always been romantic. They still are.
3. Massages. Surprise him by asking him to roll over onto his stomach then knead the stress right out of his muscles and mind...then allow "things" to happen.
4. Sexting for adults. Sure, go ahead, send a naughty message to your partner. And if you're feeling a bit friskier, send a sexy pic. It doesn't have to be a fully exposed shot. A glimpse of cleavage, a pose showing thigh, sporting bra and thong...you get what I'm saying.
5. Couples who cook together, stay together. I don't know if that's true, but I have a fascination for with men who can whip up something in the kitchen. On a leisure afternoon, spend it creating a meal that you can later enjoy together.
6. Take a bath together. I know, you see this a lot in romantic movies. Yet, think about it, slick bodies, washing each other's back, warm water and lot candles. Sexy!
7. Talk dirty. Open up and tell your partner what you want to experience. Telling doesn't mean doing...but I like to call it verbal foreplay.
8. Take a trip to the vineyard. Wine is associated with romance. This may not sound like an exciting date to some, but don't knock it until you've tried it. You'd be surprised how sampling wine with a lover can induce excitement.
9. Ride it. Uh-hm...take this however you want, but I'm suggesting a roller coaster. Get your adrenaline pumping with your partner.
10. Dance. Holding each other while listening to a love song evokes strong emotion. Dancing can also be a sexy turn-on. Grin your hips without inhibition. Run your fingers through your hair. Move to the beat of a fast song. I'll bet he won't be able to keep his eyes off you.
11. Watch a romantic movie, or one that sends a message of how lucky you both are to have one another. Movies that show a couple happy, then lose one another, then get back together after a life lesson actually can ignite appreciation within us.
Releasing May 6, 2013.
Cassandra and Sebastian have been friends since college. They know everything about each other, and even own a restaurant together. Now she has a secret admirer—one who asks her to meet him wearing a blindfold…and nothing else. She complies, mostly, and must rely on how he smells, feels, and sounds when they meet. He seems familiar. Familiar enough to be Sebastian? Surely not. Maybe she’s hoping her admirer is Sebastian. Maybe…
Sebastian has a secret Cassie knows nothing of: He’s in love with her. But telling her could destroy their friendship. So he’s got to sit back and watch as she swoons for this secret admirer who uses all the right romantic words to win her heart.
Can Sebastian step forward and reveal himself? Supposing he dares to let Cassie know he loves her, can their friendship survive if she doesn’t feel the same for him?
CONTENT WARNING: strong language, graphic sex
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Thursday, March 7, 2013
How do you get your juices flowing?
If you're a music lover and like sexy songs to encourage sweet loving, here are some great songs that I love to listen to. Any of these will get you in the mood.
1. Nothing Even Matters Lauryn Hill & D'Angelo
2. Sex on Fire Kings of Leon
3. Cockiness Rihanna
4. Knockin on Heaven's Door Guns N' Roses
5. I'll Make Love To You Boys II Men
6. It Will Rain Bruno Mars (Anything Bruno works for me)
7. Lips Of An Angel Hinder
8. A Thousand Years Christina Perri
9. Someone Like You Adele
10. These Arms of Mine Otis Redding
11. Turn Your Lights Down Low Bob Marley
12. Doin' it LL Cool J
13. No Diggity Blackstree
14. Pony Ginuwine
15. Battery Metallica
16. Bump N' Grind R. Kelly
17. Slow Hand Conway Twitty
18. Do Ya Think I'm Sexy Rod Stewart
19. Urgent Foreigner
20. You Shook Me All Night Long AC/DC
I could go on and on and on...
What song would you add to the list??
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Jewel of the Night
Rose Donahue wants a peaceful life, but tranquility is the last thing she’ll get when the sexy, powerful Detective Clay Walker crashes into her life—literally. Clay holds secrets to her past and it will throw them into a whirlwind of betrayal and intrigue. Chasing after a murderer and a precious blue diamond worth millions, they find themselves encased in more than just a criminal case. They find danger in the form of passion. Will Clay cross the line from protector to lover? Will Rose deny herself the delicious magnetism that draws her to Clay? Love will shine as brilliantly as a fine cut jewel.
(Pages 225) Spicy
Excerpt:
“Your husband got involved with a powerful group of people known quite well for their illegal dealings. From what I can figure up to this point, Donahue got into some trouble financially before the accident, gambling debt and business mistakes, and borrowed money from the wrong person. Delano Roberts is a loan shark.” He paused for a second. “When Donahue couldn’t pay Roberts back, he started devising a plan to keep himself alive. And what better way to take yourself out of the equation than by faking your own death?”
“Wouldn’t I have suspected him of doing something illegal, Detective?”
He looked her straight in the eye, “Would you?”
“Well, your five minutes is up.”
“Damn, woman. Haven’t you heard a word I’ve said?” He jumped up from the stool and heard the cracking of wood as the legs split in half. “Add it to my bill.”
“I’ve heard every word you’ve said and now I want you to leave, Detective.” She didn’t make eye contact with him. She didn’t want him to see her fear.
He ran a hand over his hair. “Rose, listen to me. Your husband wasn’t alone in this crime. You’ve been on my list of suspects since I started tracking Donahue.”
Her back stiffened. Enough. “I’m innocent, and so is my late husband.”
“Then help me, cooperate, prove your words are true.”
“How am I supposed to do that?”
“Tell me everything you know regarding your husband, where he could be staying, who his friends are.”
“You’re wasting your time, Detective.”
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
Man 101
As I was researching material for my latest work-in-progress (regarding how often women compliment their man) I started wondering...how often do I compliment my man? Not enough, I assure you. However, how often does he compliment me? I'm a lucky gal, that's all I can say. And I lap it up like chocolate.
I can think of one reason why I should compliment my guy and often. There is nothing sexier than a smile. But compliments can't just happen for no reason. You need a perfect compliment for the right moment.
1. Ask a guy his opinion then thank him, and be sure to add a wink and a smile to make him feel like his chest is pumped.
2. Did he wash laundry? Pick up after himself? Put down the toilet seat? Tell him how appreciative you are. Not because he deserves a thank you for helping, but just let him know you do notice when he does awesome things.
3. His body. So what if you can't bounce a quarter off his stomach...can he off yours? LOL. It's not happening on this tummy, either. But there are many things that I love about my man's body.And I love knowing that he knows that I notice.
4. Other women notice him. Yes, it happens...a lot. There's nothing that can make a woman sit up and take notice quicker than another woman examining her man. Most women probably don't get jealous when her man is appreciated by another. In fact, it gives her a boost of pride; therefore, giving her flash reality that another woman would be glad to take him off her hands. Not going to happen...moving on...
5. Laugh at his jokes. So what if he couldn't do stand up, at least he has a sense of humor. Imagine the poor man who has none? Need I say more?
6. Does he work it? In bed? If you have a man who knows how to please between the sheets, well then, tell him often because he'll get a big head...in many ways.
7. His ability to protect you. Sure, we live in modern times and most women don't need protected, but men are socialized to protect their family. They feel good knowing they could slay the dragon if necessary. Run your hands down his arms and in your most seductive voice, say, "I bet you're good with these guns." Cheesy as it sounds, I bet he smiles.
8. Stare at him. Please don't do a stalker-ish stare that creeps him out. I'm talking about subtle peeks, yet not-so-subtle. Crawl your gaze over his body then subtly lick your lips. You'll get more than a smile and a wink. You'll get a standing ovation (if you know what I mean).
9. Compliment him to friends while he's around. Most men think women bash him to their friends. That all we do is put him down for not helping around the house. So, combat this belief by letting him overhear you ringing his bell to your friends. And if you sometimes complain to your friends that he leaves his dirty socks on the floor, be sure to never tell him.
10. How talented is he? Does he cook? I think men who know their way around a cutting board are sexy. Does he craft wood? He must be sexy with his hands. Does he paint? I bet he's sexy when he concentrates on his art. Whatever he does, compliment him.
The secret is, don't starch his feathers with a fake compliment. It must hold meaning and be the truth. Otherwise, you'll lose your credibility.
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Friends With Benefits, releasing May 6, 2013
Rhonda Lee Carver
And release soon to be announced...
I can think of one reason why I should compliment my guy and often. There is nothing sexier than a smile. But compliments can't just happen for no reason. You need a perfect compliment for the right moment.1. Ask a guy his opinion then thank him, and be sure to add a wink and a smile to make him feel like his chest is pumped.
2. Did he wash laundry? Pick up after himself? Put down the toilet seat? Tell him how appreciative you are. Not because he deserves a thank you for helping, but just let him know you do notice when he does awesome things.
3. His body. So what if you can't bounce a quarter off his stomach...can he off yours? LOL. It's not happening on this tummy, either. But there are many things that I love about my man's body.And I love knowing that he knows that I notice.
4. Other women notice him. Yes, it happens...a lot. There's nothing that can make a woman sit up and take notice quicker than another woman examining her man. Most women probably don't get jealous when her man is appreciated by another. In fact, it gives her a boost of pride; therefore, giving her flash reality that another woman would be glad to take him off her hands. Not going to happen...moving on...
5. Laugh at his jokes. So what if he couldn't do stand up, at least he has a sense of humor. Imagine the poor man who has none? Need I say more?
6. Does he work it? In bed? If you have a man who knows how to please between the sheets, well then, tell him often because he'll get a big head...in many ways.
7. His ability to protect you. Sure, we live in modern times and most women don't need protected, but men are socialized to protect their family. They feel good knowing they could slay the dragon if necessary. Run your hands down his arms and in your most seductive voice, say, "I bet you're good with these guns." Cheesy as it sounds, I bet he smiles.
8. Stare at him. Please don't do a stalker-ish stare that creeps him out. I'm talking about subtle peeks, yet not-so-subtle. Crawl your gaze over his body then subtly lick your lips. You'll get more than a smile and a wink. You'll get a standing ovation (if you know what I mean).
9. Compliment him to friends while he's around. Most men think women bash him to their friends. That all we do is put him down for not helping around the house. So, combat this belief by letting him overhear you ringing his bell to your friends. And if you sometimes complain to your friends that he leaves his dirty socks on the floor, be sure to never tell him.
10. How talented is he? Does he cook? I think men who know their way around a cutting board are sexy. Does he craft wood? He must be sexy with his hands. Does he paint? I bet he's sexy when he concentrates on his art. Whatever he does, compliment him.
The secret is, don't starch his feathers with a fake compliment. It must hold meaning and be the truth. Otherwise, you'll lose your credibility.
Want to read one of my books?
Check them out at this link..
.http://lyricalpress.com/?s=rhonda+lee+carver
Friends With Benefits, releasing May 6, 2013And release soon to be announced...
Monday, March 4, 2013
What do men want?!?
I'm no expert on what men want. Considering that I write heroes, I'd like to think I know a little about what speeds through their minds.
1. Talk like a man. No, I don't mean lower your voice and talk in deeper tones. Have you ever been talking to your man about something important and they give you about five minutes of their attention and then you notice their eyes start to wander? Whenever telling them a story, cut out the small details and highlight the important information Simplify it into black and white. Not that he isn't smart enough to understand complex, but he just wants to get to the point quick.
2. Cuddle him. Women are known for being the cuddle-rs, but men like it too. Grab his hand. Kiss him when he least expects it. Any non-sexual form of attention. Too bad men are socialized to hide their desire for affection.We may need to guide him down the path of PDA with gentleness and patience.
3. Tell him that he did a great job. Everyone likes to be told they are appreciated. Show him how valued he is.
4. Sense of humor. Did you know that men find a woman's sense of humor as sexy as he finds her body? So go ahead, laugh with him and at him.
5. Asks what he wants. He may be afraid to tell you what he wants because he thinks you'll get mad. And, his goal, believe it or not, is to please you. Ask him what he likes, especially in bed. Overcoming inhibitions brings couples closer, not to mention that having someone doing exactly what you like brings much pleasure. Pleasuring the one you love is an ego boosts, and will increase his libido.
6.Tell him what you want. Same as asking him what he wants, don't be afraid to tell him what your expectations are. Pleasure is a two way street.
Enjoy one another!!
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Can a past love become their future?
The Thorntons’ mansion is full of timeless secrets waiting to be unraveled. When small-town journalist Ivy and ghost hunter Max are stuck in the forgotten, dilapidated house, they find more than just a haunting. Ivy finds herself dreaming of the former owners, Marcus Thornton and his lovely wife, Elizabeth. Their profound love was once the talk of the town, and the cause their mysterious, untimely deaths never found. When Ivy’s dreams begin to become reality, the mystery starts to unravel and sheds truth on more than just the past.
WARNING: Graphic language, naughty ghosts, a non-committal male, and a love that endures beyond time and death.
A Lyrical Press Paranormal Romance
All rights reserved, Lyrical Press, Inc.
EIvy stepped into the corridor. She stopped and listened. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a shadow sweep across the wall. She turned as it disappeared. “Hello?” No answer. She stomped down the hall and burst into the room. “Hello–”
The room was empty.Ivy swallowed the taste of fright. A shiver raced across her skin. She had seen someone, or had she? She rubbed her eyes. Maybe the shadows were playing tricks on her.
A loud crack in the floor behind her sent Ivy twisting. The sun from the window blinded her. She acted on impulse. She drew her fist back and punched–landing on something solid. The force behind her connection with skin and bone sent her off balance, flailing backward. A hand on her wrist pulled her hard against a steely frame.
She met a dark stare, just as she felt wobbling. The impact of her body had sent him a step back. He lost his balance. Together they fell. The air whooshed from his chest as Ivy landed on top of the stranger.
She closed her eyes and remained still. She wanted nothing more than for the floor to swallow her. Several long seconds floated by. Neither of them said a word. She finally opened her eyes.
Embarrassed and confused, Ivy laid her palms against his shoulders, pushing herself up. She looked directly into his not-so-pleased expression and gulped. Enchanting green eyes, prominent cheekbones, midnight hair…and a pissed-off set to his jaw. She’d made a mistake–a huge one. “Max Shepard.” It wasn’t a question.
He narrowed his eyes. “Ivy Kennedy, journalist and amateur boxer?”
The deep, rich tone of his voice did funny things to the pit of her stomach. His voice wasn’t the only toned part of him. Pressed together gave her an up close and personal testimonial of his physical assets. Broad chest, tight abs to long legs, she could feel tight muscles and a curious bulge. She scooted her hip around the swelling in his jeans. Heat and realization spread through her body.
One corner of his mouth lifted. “It’s my cell.” Could he see straight through her?
“Cell?”
He reached into his pocket and held up his phone. Ivy was certain her skin changed into the perfect color of mortification. She wondered just how bad this could get. Pasting a smile on her face, she said, “Nice to meet you.” The temperature rose between them into the triple digits. Their bodies seemed to melt together. He didn’t look like the pictures she’d seen on the internet. He looked more distinguished in person. “You’re older than I thought,” she blurted.
“Older?”
“Older, in a good way.” She licked her bottom lip and nervously pushed her hair behind her ear. “My mother said I have a bad habit of saying the most awkward things and rambling–” She swallowed. “–like I am now.” She moved slightly.
His zipper started to swell again. Was that another cell phone in his pocket, or… Before her mind could complete the thought, he wrapped his large hands around her waist and lifted her off him. He set her on her feet as he came to stand in front of her. “That’s better,” he said as he backed up. “Damn.” He kicked rug that must have been the reason behind their fall.
He stood there, silent. This was a complete disaster. She’d managed to give him a black eye to match the dark scowl on his face. She needed to start searching for a new job. Marshall would have her head for this.
Saturday, March 2, 2013
Trash Mouth
We've all been guilty of "trash mouth." You know, using profanity for no reason. Did you know that 64% of American's use the word F$#@? How did researchers find this to be true? Anyway, I've been known to use it a time or two. The more I try to stop, because I don't particularly like the word, the less effective I am with controlling it. It's one of those words that seem to spill out so easily. Stub a toe. F$#@*!! Smash the fender on your vehicle. F$%^!! Lose a hundred dollars. F&*%!! F&^%!!
Is my intention to offend anyone? Heck no. If I meant to hurt someone, I'd say more than f&^%. I have a folder inside my head where I keep a list of words saved for the a**holes of the world. Honestly, I don't use that memory folder often. Mostly, I get along with everyone. I may have a potty mouth once in a while, but hey, at least I'm honest. I'm admitting to it.
Sometimes in stories we expect the characters to have potty mouth. You know the meaning behind, "Cusses like a sailor." It's true. Write about military men and you're bound to have colorful language. Tick off a sassy heroine and you may be shot with the gun of profanity. Writers just have to balance characters out...good and bad.
Zoe Carmichael has one true love—work. But a satisfying career doesn’t sate her desire for steamy Lieutenant Jagmeyer, a career military firefighter. He’s as anti-relationship as she is, if not more. She sees in him the perfect opportunity for companionship without commitment.Things, however, don’t always work out as one plans.When Jag becomes Zoe’s protector after a death threat against her life, unbridled passion pulls at them both. Can Zoe resist falling for Jag who wears his hardcore badge for everyone to see? Will Jag risk losing everything he’s worked for?
Is my intention to offend anyone? Heck no. If I meant to hurt someone, I'd say more than f&^%. I have a folder inside my head where I keep a list of words saved for the a**holes of the world. Honestly, I don't use that memory folder often. Mostly, I get along with everyone. I may have a potty mouth once in a while, but hey, at least I'm honest. I'm admitting to it.
Sometimes in stories we expect the characters to have potty mouth. You know the meaning behind, "Cusses like a sailor." It's true. Write about military men and you're bound to have colorful language. Tick off a sassy heroine and you may be shot with the gun of profanity. Writers just have to balance characters out...good and bad.
Zoe Carmichael has one true love—work. But a satisfying career doesn’t sate her desire for steamy Lieutenant Jagmeyer, a career military firefighter. He’s as anti-relationship as she is, if not more. She sees in him the perfect opportunity for companionship without commitment.Things, however, don’t always work out as one plans.When Jag becomes Zoe’s protector after a death threat against her life, unbridled passion pulls at them both. Can Zoe resist falling for Jag who wears his hardcore badge for everyone to see? Will Jag risk losing everything he’s worked for?
WARNING: Explicit sex, graphic language.
Jag’s eyes turned into rays of steel. Zoe knew he challenged her. What she felt wasn’t revulsion. She felt interest interest.
A healing wound wouldn’t send her running, but still, she did have human emotions. It opened a book of questions into his past. She wasn’t a stranger to battle and loss. She followed the stories of fallen soldiers and injured military closely.
His eyes were the most intense she’d ever seen. The deep irises seemed to burrow under her skin and zap her bloodstream with energy. What color were they? In the light, the hue appeared silver.
He wore his toughness like a badge. With a badass rigidity in his expression and body language, he had the mannerism of a soldier. She would’ve pegged him military even if he weren’t wearing regulation ABUs and a close haircut.
“Are you lost?” His low, gruff voice did tingly, unfamiliar things to her nipples. She’d been wrong in thinking this would be a piece of cake.In a breathy Marilyn Monroe voice she said, “I just thought you looked lonesome sitting here all by yourself.”
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