Thursday, March 29, 2012

Flash Ficton Friday 3/29/12 ~ Having A Bad Day

Hello! It's that time again.Yeah! Flash Fiction Friday!
A picture says a 1000 words, but we only get 100 to tell you a story.
This weeks pic was smokin' hot, so I decided to let it burn!
Hope you will like my perception.

He turned on his cell and it went crazy with messages. Going to his voice service, he hit play.

“Jimmy, this is Sylvia. I had to go to the health department today. Call me.”
His boss’ daughter.  She’d looked hot in her school uniform.


“Jim, its Dr. Carpenter. It’s not a UTI. Come see me immediately.”

“Peterson! How dare you! YOU’RE FIRED!”
Oh hell!

“Mr. Peterson. This is the Captain Jones with the fire department. I need to speak with you about your car.”
What the fuck?

Last message, his wife.
“Your clothes were in the trunk, motherfucker!”

Thank you again for taking this short journey into the play ground of my mind. I enjoy the company. Of course, I want to hear from you, so please leave you comments behind. I appreciate every one. Take the time to check out my fellow flashers by following the links below to find out what they thought of this pic. As always, Happy Reading!
Bonni Sansom:
Lee Brazil:
Benjamin Russell:
Havan Fellows:
Kendel Davi:
Yvonne Nicolas:
SLira as BLMorticia:
Sherri Hayes:
Jp Archer:
Davee Jones:
Cassandre Dayne:
DH Black:
Venus Cahill:
ER Pierce
Gemma Parkes:
Sherry Palmer:
Cyril J. Michael:
Lani Rhea

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday 3/25/12

Welcome to Six Sentence Sunday!
Today is our chance to give you six sentences from a work in progress, newly released publication or something that has been on the back burner that we want to turn up the heat on. It's a fishing expedition and we want to land the BIG one, YOU!

My six sentences this week is another excerpt from a current work in progress, roughly entitled "Devil's Candy".
My friends with long term benefits are getting reaquainted (again). The question I keep asking myself as I write this, are these two "meant" to be together? And which one is smart enough to do something about it? Let's peek in on Jacob Devlin and Emily Candice Maples.

He moved up her body to nuzzle at the base of her throat. Soft kisses trailed fire on her skin till he reached the lobe of her ear. With the softest bit of sucking, Dev whispered, “Tell me you love me, Emily.”

          His manhood prodded her sex again, as if she needed reminding of the sensual delights that waited if she would give in to his ultimatum. This man commanded her body and borrowed her heart, what difference if he owned her soul as well.
“I love you.”

I hope you enjoyed this snippet. A glimpse into their world and my mind. I appreciate all feed back, comments and helpful suggestions. So please, comment away. To find out what some other killer authors and genius' of the written word are up to also, follow this lovely link,  SIX SENTENCE SUNDAY. Always Sexy Sixers, Happy Reading! Love Jp.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

Flash Fiction Friday 3/23/12 ~ Just Once

Welcome again to another Flash Fiction Friday!

As always, a picture says a thousand words, but we only get one hundred (no more, no less) to tell you a story. I hope you will enjoy my perception of this photo and what can happen even when it's Just Once.

Alicia fingered the photograph nervously. One of these men was her father.
Her mother had explained, blushing with every word of her confession.
Twenty years ago, in art school, she shared an apartment with Kendal and Micah. One night, just once, they got rousingly drunk and had a ménage.  The men had obviously been into each other. Two weeks later, they ran off to San Francisco. Six weeks later, her mother was pregnant.
Now, Alicia stood on their doorstep. Thank God for Google!
What would she say? "Suprise!"
Would they say? Time was running out. She needed a kidney, soon.

I hope you enjoyed that! Please leave me your thoughts or comments. All feed back is a pleasure. Below is a list of other Flashers that also had a chance to write/share their insight on this photo. Be sure to pop in and give them your thoughts too. Happy Reading!
Muffy Wilson:
Sharita Lira as Rawiya:
Jp Archer:
Yvonne Nicolas:
Naomi Shaw:
Venus Cahill:
S. J. Maylee:
Bonni Sansom:
Lani Rhea:
CR Guiliano:
Cyril J. Michael:
Lisa Worrall:
Sara York:
Michelle Chatton:
Sancre Darling:

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday 3/18/12

Thanks for stopping by today and Welcome to Six Sentence Sunday. Today is the day we give you a glimpse, a tease, just a taste of new (or old) works in progress or recently published books. We WANT to hook you, so let's go fishing already.

I started writing this 3 days ago and had the first 4K in the first night. My BFF and writing partner Lani Rhea read it and said one thing.... "MORE".

Title: Devil's Candy (possibly)
Setting the scene: My two lovers are friends wth long term benefits. They have been kicking it in one way or another together since grade school. They are probably soul mates, definately more honest with each other than with anyone else, including themselves. But circumstances, ignorance and life keeps them apart most of the time. Today, they have arranged to make love again, after five years of seperation. The passion between them has already pushed them past the point of rescue. Introducing Jacob Devlin and Emily Candice Maples

Emily gave a start when he kicked her feet apart as if he intended to frisk her. He probed her opening, her passage already slick with heat and moisture.

Devlin pushed forward slowly. The large head of his cock spread her nether lips, entering her body easily, until the tip settled deep in the recess of her vagina against her cervix.

She wasn’t able to stop herself from crying out. Being complete, having that awful empty ache filled by him, she couldn’t help the orgasm that caused her legs to tremble.

I hope you enjoyed this as much as I did (smile). I would love to hear your comments and thoughts. Feed back is always welcome. Please check out other sexy sixers by following this link. Six Sentence Sunday As always Happy Reading!

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Flash Fiction Friday~ Timing is Everything

Once again it is Flash Fiction Friday!
A picture says a thousand words, but we only get one hundred to tell you a story.
This weeks picture is very provocative.
So here goes....

“Have you been good?”
“Yes, master.” Cameron breathed into the receiver. Her fingers inched closer to her pleasure center.
“Not yet, sweet heart.”
Damn. How did he know? Somehow he always did.
The anticipation stretched her nerves. A shiver of desire ran down her spine. Waiting, being commanded, told when she could reach a climax was a drug, the biggest high.
“You know the rules, not until the clock strikes.”
Seconds ticked. Noon rang.
Cameron arched, stroked. Twelve chimes, twelve strokes only. She came loudly into the phone.
“Good girl. Now, not again until tomorrow.”
“Yes, master.”

If you enjoyed my take on this picture, or even if you didn't, I love feedback. So please leave me a comment. Also, check out my fellow flashers at their sites below to see what they had to say to our sexy phone sex girl. As always, Happy Reading!
Muffy Wilson:
Lani Rhea
Bonni Sansom:
Jp Archer
Kendel Davi
Gemma Parkes:
ER Pierce
Naomi Shaw:
Michelle Chatton
Cassandre Dayne
Yvonne Nicolas:
Cyril J. Michael:
Venus Cahill:

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

What's NEW in the Ark~ Pass or Play

Always hard at it, trying to create an even better story for the readers. I tell you Under Bonded Contract is a tough act to follow, but Lani and I are working it. The next story in the Ark series will center around the unlikey couple of football wide receiver, Shawn "Shazam" Cole and security specialist for hire, Amparo Maddox, a woman of many talents... most of them deadly. Here is just a taste of our beautiful and sexy Amparo as she argues with her personal assistant and friend, Katesha Williams.

This blurb has not been professionally edited and is subject to changes per editor's request.
She looked for a wall clock. She had forty minutes to go back through security, find the terminal and get her ticket. Damn the luck.
“You know I just got off a red-eye, right? I haven’t showered or changed since I tangled with the art thief in the Everglades. I still have swamp gunk and alligator shit on me.”
“And I bet you look Tomb Raider hot.” Katesha laughed again.
“Yeah, yeah. Don’t even try to butter me up. You know my screen door only swings one way.”
She smiled at her own playfulness. They always nagged on each other, but when push came to shove, they had each other’s backs. No one else could talk to the other the way they did.
“Just ‘cause you don’t have any variety in your appetite, doesn’t mean the rest of us can’t sample different menus. Besides, from all the bitching you been doing lately, I’d say you haven’t had a bite of beef cake in a while, much less a taco.”
“Don’t go there, Kat.”
“Well, someone has to. You know what they say about all work and no play.”
“You’re the one that keeps booking back to back jobs!”
“Oh, yeah. That’s right. Well, if you weren’t so damn good at what you do…”
“Then you’d be out of a job. Any other words of wisdom?” Talk about circular conversations. Amparo got a headache from the round and round word play.
“Just that you better get your skinny ass in gear and go catch that flight.”
“Did you send my standard pack?”
“Don’t I always? The driver will already have it when you arrive.”
“Address? Client bio?”
“Already sent it to your Blackberry. You just have to download the file.”
“Fine. I’ll text you when I land. Later girl.”
They hung up and Amparo switched routes for terminal three, gate thirty-nine. Her feet and ass dragged in protest. 
She had just flown across country and now she had to go halfway back again. She could barely remember the last sit down meal she had eaten or having slept a whole night through in a real bed. One of these days she would have to get a life.