Welcome to the twelfth week of My Sexy Saturday.
Everyone has their idea of sexy. A look, a touch, clothes on
or off, it doesn’t matter. At My Sexy Saturday, authors will bring you their
idea of sexy with seven words, seven sentences or seven paragraphs every week. And
it’s all about the 7s…seven words, seven sentences or seven paragraphs. I’m a
longer is better kind of gal…so I’m in for the seven paragraphs this week. Or
rather, I should say…again…but I’m from Nevada and sevens are always so lucky!
The more you get them, the better is is…LOL!
This week we’re in book 2 of my Santa’s Elves series, The
Thing About Elves. Ardan has made love to Angie, and wonders if he’s made a
mistake. I know just from the way he looks at her, she’s the one for him. He’s
just a little slow to see it. Here’s my sexy seven from the morning after. Enjoy!
My god, what have I done? Lying
in bed, wrapped around the woman he had made glorious love to for most of the
night, Ardan doubted his wisdom. This would be worse than before. This time
there had been magic…strong elven magic…whereas last time it had been weak, almost
nonexistent. This was different and he knew it. This was something he could
never forget. He vaguely remembered thinking that last night as he carried her
to his bed.
Trying to move slightly, he was surprised that Angie
moved closer and snuggled into him even more. Pulling back the covers, he
decided the least he could do was inspect his prize. Last night he had been too
wrapped up in the sex to appreciate her body. He was amazed. Skin like
alabaster, he noted and then he marveled that while she was tiny, her limbs
appeared long and lean. Luscious globes with mauve aureoles lay across her
chest. He would definitely have to pay more attention to those today.
Reaching down, he gently caressed the curve of one
breast, swirling a finger around its peak. As if feeling his adoration, the
aureole tightened in response and his hand slipped lower. He breathed quickly,
watching her body react to him. His sharp intake of breath threatened to rouse
her and he didn’t want that to happen just yet. He wanted to admire her for
just a little longer.
Turning her gently away from him, he rolled her
completely to her back. The tiny thatch in the v at the top of her legs was
trimmed and neat. Her belly had the gentle swell of womanhood, not the flatness
that so many women tried to achieve. But his eyes were soon drawn to her face,
with the pouty mouth, finely arched brows and high cheekbones. He knew that
under those closed eyelids lay the most impressive violet eyes he had ever seen
and they were natural. And he was sure he had seen the magic reflected in them
last night.
Slipping his arm under her upper body, he began to
gently caress her face. “Angie. Angie, wake up.”
While he wasn’t sure that this was going to last forever,
he’d make damn sure he took advantage of the situation as long as he could.
* * * *
The dream was beautiful and she
didn’t want to wake up. Ardan held her in his
arms and told her that….
You
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forget to visit all the great authors from My Sexy Saturday weekly blog hop
listed below. Have a great weekend...see you next week!
Lynn
Oh, now I'm curious as to what he told her in her dream, and what he's going to say in real life. Great excerpt! :)
ReplyDeleteTease...that's what you are. I, too, want to know what she was dreaming about.
ReplyDeleteDakota
I'm curious as well as the others. :-) More!
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