The title of my blog describes me to a tee, I recently got back into my love for reading and wanted to share my thoughts. I started enjoying a glass of wine to help me relax and find time for myself by reading a good book.
I stand and move my laptop to the other side of the desk and shuffle in my chair, tidying around it before watering my bamboo plant. My water bottle is empty, so I walk to the bathroom to refill it; I open the door and freeze.
Oh, my God.
Standing in the opened shower door is a very naked, wet, lean, and did I mention naked, Cole. The water continues to fall across his body and I’m trapped looking at him. How is water not going everywhere? His left arm is up against the wall as his other hand is moving up and down his cock. My pulse quickens and my grip tightens on the doorknob. I stand mesmerised, watching his shoulder muscles move with every stroke.
Holy shit he’s filled out since I saw him shirtless at the beach last. I can’t get over what my fingers ran over last night. He groans and I bite my lip, taking one more peek at his hand and then bum. Yes, it looks even better out of suit pants.
I remember squeezing that.
Okay. Not helping my libido. Time to do something about it.
I step in and close the door, flicking the lock behind me. Cole’s head turns to me, his hand halting, still grasping his hard cock. I run my eyes down his body and lick my bottom lip. I watch his taut muscles as I rest my eyes on his hand. His thumb brushes over the head of his cock and warmth gathers between my thighs.
I want him inside me so badly but his hand enthrals me. I walk towards him and join him in the shower room, closing that door behind me as well. My gaze flicks up to his. Water runs down the back of his head, covering his hot body.
The open doorway makes it almost impossible for me to not join him. But I want to watch him.
“I dare you,” I beg.
“To do what, Letty?” He asks seductively. Luring me in, making me move closer.
“Show me.” I move my hand towards my chest. “I want you to finish.”
“I’ll show you what you do to me.” His voice deepens, his eyes darkening. His elbow tenses. His hand tightens. The head of his cock throbs. He shifts his hand up along his shaft, and my eyes couldn’t leave him if I tried.
M R Field is an author from Rural Victoria and has completed a Bachelor's degree with Honours from Latrobe University, Melbourne. After growing up with the river at her front door, she returned back to her hometown after many years of living in the city. She now lives a tranquil lifestyle with her husband, two young children and effervescent dog, Zephyr .
M R Field has always held a love for writing, filling journals as a child which progressed to more eloquent pieces as an adult. After ten years of creative instruction, she decided to turn these ideas into manuscripts. She adores creating new story lines and is a big fan of a happily ever after, but believes strongly in making her characters work for it.
She has recently decided to join the independent publishing world with her debut novel, Fragments, which released late 2014, alongside its subsequent novel, Splinters that released in 2015. Fractures, her latest novel released on October, 25th 2016. Do Not Respond, a standalone comedy, is releasing June 2018.
Genre: Sexy Romantic Comedy Release Date: June 29, 2018
A Rockstar Bridenaps a Preschool Teacher...
Kidnapping the bride seemed like a good idea at the time.
Her fiancé stole my fortune, so I stole his woman.
Tit for tat. Or tat for tit. However you want to look at it.
The one thing I didn’t expect?
Willow Honeycutt, preschool teacher, boy band super fan, is completely crazy.
And somehow she’s turned the tables on me.
Now, she’s holding me hostage, and she won’t let me go until we hit every item on her sparkly new, completely insane bucket list.
And that last item?
That last item might cost me more than any fortune.
It very well might cost me my heart.
Rockaway Bride is a romping fun romance between a down-on-his-luck rock star and a boy band-loving preschool teacher, complete with a road trip, handcuffs, and fun with nuns. This romantic comedy stands alone with no cheating or cliffhangers and ends with a rockin' awesome happily ever after.
Pippa Grant is a stay-at-home mom and housewife who loves to escape into sexy, funny stories way more than she likes perpetually cleaning toothpaste out of sinks and off toilet handles. When she’s not reading, writing, sleeping, or trying to prepare her adorable demon spawn to be productive members of society, she’s fantasizing about chocolate chip cookies.
Disgrace, an all-new romantic and emotional standalone from Brittainy C. Cherry is LIVE!
Each day I prayed for my husband to love me again.
After fifteen years together, he walked away from me, and into the arms of another.
I didn’t know how to cope. I didn’t know my worth. I didn’t know how to exist without him by my side.
All I wanted was for him to come back to me.
Then, Jackson Emery appeared.
He was supposed to be a distraction for my mind. A summer fling. A confidence boost to my bruised heart.
We were perfect for one another, because we both knew we wouldn’t last. Jackson didn’t believe in commitment, and I no longer believed in love. He was too closed-off for me, and I was too damaged for him.
Everything was fine, until one night my heart skipped a beat.
I didn’t expect him to make me laugh. To make me think. To make my sadness somewhat disappear.
When our time was up, my heart didn’t know how to walk away.
Each day I prayed for my husband to love me again, yet slowly my prayers began to shift toward the man who wasn’t right for me.
I prayed for one more smile, one more kiss, one more laugh, one more touch…
I prayed for him to be mine.
Even though I knew his heart wasn’t destined to love.
I might have waited too long to write this review for Disgrace to give it the emotion that it deserves. This story and this author, the emotional heartbreaker that is Brittainy C. Cherry had me from the start. This is such a very well written story of loss, heartbreak, betrayal, insecurities, strength, finding oneself and starting over. If I had read from a paperback, my tears would have stained the pages.
Grace Harris which is her maiden name, because I want to forget the man she is married to. Grace's life has so much emotional damage that I don't even know how this woman stands. The loss of so many angels that were never able to see the light of day took such a toll on her marriage and self-esteem. Having been betrayed by those close to her, she finds comfort in a man that is not exactly liked around her small town. From being the town princess to now the talk of the town, returning home hits harder than she had expected. Will she be able to keep her head up and be the perfect preacher's daughter that her mom expects her to be or will she lose her mind and the only man that makes her feel sane?
Jackson Emery will mix with your emotions, his wall that was created by this small town that he was born in had me not liking his tough, cocky and womanizer attitude, it threw me off. That's until I felt the lost and broken soul of a man that didn't know that one woman can show him a love like no other. Jackson will make your knees feel weak and your heart feel full.
Disgrace touches so many emotions and it's a story that I would recommend over and over again. The characters in this story with either pull at your heartstrings or have you pulling your hair out.
Hi! I'm Brittainy! Join me as we travel through my mind as a Romance Author. This includes such things as my random thoughts, tricks, tips, things I'm learning, things I'm re-learning, things I'm forgetting, and my weird ways of crafting stories.
but he has his sights set on his brother’s best friend.
always felt that he lived in the shadows of his genius twin brother Jameson; no
amount of platinum records or devoted fans can change that. Especially when the
most beautiful woman he’s ever seen crashes his sister’s wedding and rushes
into his brother’s arms. He wants her more than he has ever wanted anything
and, brother be damned, he is determined to make her his.
Norah is in
trouble. She has spent years perfecting a secret device for the government only
to have it stolen. On a whim, she enlists the help of her best friend
Jameson. What she never expects is to meet her best friend’s brother and for
him to offer more than just protection, he offers his heart.
Renee Harless, her husband, and
children live in Blue Ridge Mountains of Virginia. She studied Communication, specifically
Public Relations, at Radford University.
Growing up, Renee
always found a way to pursue her creativity. It began by watching endless runs
of White Christmas- yes even in the summer – and learning every word and dance
from the movie. She could still sing Sister Sister if requested. In high school
she joined the show choir and a community theatre group, The Troubadours. After
marrying the man of her dreams and moving from her hometown she sought out a
different artistic outlet – writing.
To say that Renee
is a romance addict would be an understatement. When she isn’t chasing her
toddler around the house, working her day job, or writing, she delves head
first into a romance novel.
You are cordially invited to... tick off the bride.
Teegan Michaels has attended six weddings for her sorority
sisters dateless and she refuses to go to the last one alone. Not when she has
a perfectly respectable—not to mention hot—NFL player ready to save her from
humiliation. Who cares that he’s the bride’s ex-fiancé and only wants to go for
a glance up at him, catching mostly only a broad shoulder because of his
height. His long arms swung at his sides and his posture stern as he stared at
the romantic beach scene in front of them.
about thirty feet from the other guests when Wes slipped his hand into hers.
stiffened on contact and her brain shut down.
only she could hear, he said, "We have to sell it, remember?"
not trusting herself to say anything while her heart did backhand springs in
her rib cage. Holy crap. She was totally holding Wes Stevenson’s hand.
And she totally
sounded like a teenybopper thinking that.
Tee. Be cool.
going to be tough though since her version of cool had never been anything
close to his. Or anyone else's for that matter.
straighter, she closed her hand around his, taking in the feel of skin against
skin. The closer they got to the already filled area, the more erratic her
heartbeat became. She was going to face Juliet, her family, and friends. And
they were all going to chastise Teegan for bringing Wes.
wished she'd thought about that before this moment. She could've feigned
sickness for the entire weekend. What was going around right now? Yellow fever?
Malaria? She'd even take a good case of salmonella. Anything to get her out of
seeing the judgment in everyone's eyes. The same judgment she saw at every
other Delta Gam wedding she'd attended.
date, without a date...it didn't matter. It followed Teegan anyway.
The man in
question didn't seem bothered by their impending fate. He stood tall and wore a
confident smile. Zero nerves radiated off him.
Box, they'd called him on the football field. Because he was always cool under
pressure. Man, what she wouldn't give to have some of that superpower right
her hand, which made her look up at him. He lifted his chin, gesturing in front
of them. She looked toward a receiving line that included the bride and groom.
the man she'd left Wes for.
Teegan couldn't wait to greet them both on this glorious, fantastic evening.
why, had she agreed to this? It would’ve been better not to attend at all,
rather than bring Juliet’s ex to Juliet’s wedding.
Her heart was beating at an unhealthy rate. She might faint.
wasn’t a bad idea. If she fainted—
attached to hers tightened.
was doing this for Wes. Just think about that. This had to be a million times
worse for him.
Christina believes that laughter really is the best
medicine, which is why in her stories she blends a healthy dose of hilarious
hijinks with gritty suspense.
When she’s not writing fun contemporary romance or quirky
romantic suspense, Christina can be found devouring books in every genre,
watching Chris Hemsworth on TV, playing board games with her family, working
out, checking out Chris Hemsworth on Facebook, napping, stalking Chris
Hemsworth on Instagram, and shopping…for Chris Hemsworth’s latest DVD.
Christina lives near Baltimore with her husband and two
sons, who give her an endless supply of humorous material to write about.