9th February 2010 - News - Leave a Comment

Tuesday Taster.


Hello, today I’m going to introduce something new. Every Tuesday from now on I’m going to share with you a new, tasty excerpt from one of my books. These will be excerpts you’ve never seen before and will be hot, sweet and deliciously naughty.

Today’s Taste of Blisse is from Secret Surprise, here’s the blurb:

dsvxcascIt is Valentine’s Day and Jane is taking a ride on the lust bus, join her for the ride of her life.

It’s a cold, wet morning in February but the new bus driver is hot and makes virgin Jane act in a very brazen way. When the same driver surprises her on Valentine’s Day by arriving without his bus and inviting her to spend the day with him, she finds it impossible to refuse.

It turns out to be the most shocking, surprising and arousing Valentine’s Day of her life. But will the seemingly perfect, as well as pretty, Charlie manage to steal Tim right from out of Jane’s embrace or is it more than simple lust that our lovers share?

We join Jane and Tim in his stuident digs where they’re settling down to watch a film on Valentine’s Day:

Are you comfy?” he whispered and I nodded my head.

“If you need an extra pillow, use me, okay?”

“Okay.” I smiled and took another gulp of the wine. It was only as the film started that I realised how strange all this was. I had headed to work that morning planning to pass over a Valentine’s card to a bus driver I’d masturbated in front of and had ended up sitting next to him on his bed sipping wine and watching a DVD. Very strange indeed.

The wine started to work on me. My cheeks were flushed and hot, and my head was beginning to feel a little fuzzy. I reached over the side of the bed and put down the glass. It only had a little bit left in the bottom. I decided to leave it. I didn’t want to get drunk right now. I wanted to savour the moment. As I sat back up I felt a little dizzy and so leaned over and rested my head on his shoulder. He turned and pressed a gentle kiss to the top of my head.

I rested there for a while, comfortable and warm. I watched the film but couldn’t keep my mind on its simple plot. I was simply aware of his body so close to mine. I saw his chest lifting and falling and felt his warmth and hard body through the T-shirt material covering his arm.

“Hmm, let me just move a little. My shoulder’s falling asleep,” he said.

I don’t know if he meant it or if it was just an excuse to slide his arm around me. I found myself leaning against the top of his chest, just in the sensual curve of his neck. He smelled so good, musky and spicy and wonderfully masculine.

“Are you alright?” he asked, and I nodded my head gently, enjoying the stimulation of skin against his skin.

“I’m very comfortable, thank you, are you?”

“Oh yes,” he replied and stroked his hand down my arm then squeezed me. “I am very comfortable indeed, sweetheart.”

I was happy where I was, embraced and relaxed but underneath the peace and comfort ran a live wire of arousal that meant I wasn’t truly relaxed. I wanted to reach my hand over, to rest it on his crotch, to open the zip and touch his naked cock. I wanted to kiss his neck, to nibble the flesh and maybe even leave my mark. I wanted him to reach over and caress my breast or for his other hand to slide down from my shoulders to my waist and lower to squeeze and later spank my arse. I furiously boiled away inside and I didn’t know what to do. I was afraid to make the first move. I was petrified of upsetting or hurting him.

“Jane?” His voice startled me from my thoughts and I lifted up my head.

“Yes—”

His lips fell on mine and he kissed me. I can’t say that we kissed. I was too shocked to join in. He kissed me. He pressed his lips hard against mine, and I took the heavenly pressure and tried to gather my thoughts. His hands wrapped around me, one rested on the back of my neck and the other cupped my waist. I pressed my hand out, almost in panic but instead of pushing him away, I ran my hand slowly across his chest.

The hand at my waist crept higher and it carried the light, scratchy material of my too-tight work shirt up my body with it. His fingers whispered over my flesh and I moaned with delight, unable to hold it in. His kiss deepened, his tongue slipped out into my mouth and tentatively, I wiggled mine in response, rubbing it against his.

I wanted to feel his skin, so I slipped my hand down to the edge of his T-shirt and slipped my hand beneath it. It was his turn to moan as my fingers crawled up over his stomach and chest. He felt good, hard but soft enough to give a little under my fingers. A few hairs tickled my fingers round his chest and his nipples felt hard and gritty as I experimentally swept my fingers across them.

“You minx,” he gasped. “My turn now.” He pulled away from our kiss and moved both his hands to the front of me. He fiddled with my buttons and eventually got each one undone. I watched him and helped to slip off the shirt. Before I could feel the cold air, his arms were around me and he was pulling apart the clasp of my bra.

“Tim,” I exclaimed as I felt it pop loose and my breasts dropped a little without the lifting aid of the bra. I was scared he’d hate the sight of my large breasts. They were nowhere near perky and perfect. I was worried he’d be disgusted.

“Shh, it’s okay, sweetheart. I want to see you and feel you. Please?”

I nodded my acquiescence, and he pulled the bra forward and slipped it down my arms. “Oh God, Jane, you’re beautiful.” He ran his fingers down my chest and around my breasts, teasing the skin and zoning in on my nipples.

“So soft, so creamy, what beautiful breasts.” His eyes focused on my chest, his tone conveyed deep delight and his fingers worshipped my flesh. I felt elated and in a contrast to moments earlier I pushed my chest out wantonly and gasped as he took my nipples in his fingers and squeezed and tugged at them. A second later, he was man-handling one into his mouth. The feel of his suction drove me wild, and I groaned to let out some of the sexual pressure building up inside of me from his examination and gentle but demanding fingers.

He pushed me. I squealed as I fell back onto the mattress as I was taken totally by surprise. I pulled my legs up onto the bed and lost myself in a tangle of limbs, but after a moment of confusion Tim was above me, his legs between my thighs and his body above me.

I hope you enjoyed your taste Of Secret Surprise, you can pick it up today for a sexy, Valentine treat.

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