24th June 2012 - Sunday Snog - 7 Comments

Blisse Kiss by the Sea -Sweet Surrender.


It’s Blisse Kiss by the Sea time. I love the seaside. I feel so calm and relaxed when I can hear the waves caressing the shore. I find much inspiration for my sexy stories when I am on holiday and today I am going to share a kiss with you from one such tale called Sweet Surrender.

Blurb:She doesn’t know what she wants but he does.

How do you mend a broken heart?

Helen goes on holiday to Scarborough and meets Tom. He is an attractive local artist who takes Helen on a tour of the sweet seaside town. Tom becomes more than just her guide as his dominant nature brings out her own submissive side and a shared joy of exhibitionism.

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You get a couple of kisses for your money today, I spoil you!

Patience. All he needed was a little more patience and he’d reach the ecstasy that was calling him so strongly. He’d never wanted anyone like he wanted Helen. He’d photographed and slept with models of all shapes, sizes and colours, but this big, beautiful bundle of sexy curves and curls was by far the most attractive.

Many a man would have given up by now, denounced her as a cock tease and gone on to new pastures. Tom enjoyed a challenge, however. Even as he’d forced his still erect dick into his jeans, painfully squeezing it in and fastening his zipper, he’d looked forward to breaking through the barrier and feeling her orgasm around him.

“Come on, then,” he said, more gruffly than he meant to. “It’s not far to your hotel, now.”

“Oh, w-well,” she stuttered. “If you could, just, you know, direct me to it. I…I don’t want to waste any more of your time.”

“You’re not a waste,” he replied, turning and looking her straight in the eye. His hand reached out and grasped her arm. “Not in the slightest.”

He pulled her to him, and Helen didn’t struggle. She couldn’t. She needed to feel his arms around her, comforting her.

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She was so angry with herself for panicking, for yelling at him to stop. She felt alive, passionate and free for the first time ever, and her stupid insecurities had pulled her right back into the cage and locked the door. Her heart sank, and when Tom was so gruff with her, tears stung her eyes. She felt pathetic and her body was angry with her for stopping its ecstasy.

His lips met hers, instant balm for her wounds. His kiss made everything better. It was soft and pliable. It was not created from lust alone, although she suspected they both could feel the sexual frisson between them. This kiss was the oral equivalent of a long, comforting snuggle. It was a warm blanket wrapped around cold shoulders, a hand to pick you up after a fall.

“Come on,” Tom said tugging on her hand as the kiss faded. “Let’s get back to your hotel.”

“Okay.” She smiled, squeezed his fingers and settled into his stride. It took only minutes to reach the front of her hotel, and Helen was only slightly surprised when Tom walked straight in the front door with her.

“Well, thanks for the tour, Tom,” she said, stopping at the bottom of the wide spread stairs.

“My pleasure,” he replied. “Now I could just do with a cuppa and a sit down. You do have tea making facilities, right?”

“Erm, yes,” Helen replied, trying desperately to think of a way to say go away tactfully. “Oh, good. Lead the way, then.”

Helen worried at her bottom lip as she weighed the situation in her mind. She could not see a polite way to tell him no, so she sighed and led the way up the stairs. She couldn’t believe he’d tricked her into taking him to her room so easily. A few words and her barrier had collapsed. Part of her suspected she didn’t really want to protest, that it was just the last vestige of her instilled propriety talking, not her. It’s not as if she was normally such a walk over. She was seen as a bit of a bitch at work. She would brook no nonsense and even the most enthusiastic sales person faltered under her weighty stare. Tom seemed to bring out the vulnerability in her, and Helen was so busy wondering why, that she missed the top of a step and toppled forward.

“Are you all right?” Tom’s hand was instantly on her thigh, preventing her from falling further.

“I-I-I think so,” she gasped, turning to her side, and resting one thigh on the stair, before shifting her weight so she could perch awkwardly on the little ledge.

Tom knelt before her, running a hand up and down the front of her leg, checking the knees for scratches. “You might have some interesting bruises come tomorrow, but that’s all.”

“I’m so clumsy.” She shook her head, the tears threatening to spring forth again. “It’s easy done, love,” he soothed. “Don’t worry your pretty little head about it.”

Tenderly, he dropped his lips to her knee. Gently, he kissed the reddened flesh, making Helen’s heart jump with delight and her pussy clench with arousal. A little moan escaped her lips, and a wicked glint entered Tom’s eye.

His lips slipped higher, tracing up the inside of her thigh, lifting her skirt higher and higher as the kisses climbed, making her tummy flip like pancakes tossed by a showy chef.

“Not here,” she whispered harshly. “Anyone could come up here at any moment.”

“In the middle of the day?” Tom paused for a moment, glancing into her eyes. “The tourists will all be out and the maids will have made the rooms already.”

He continued to kiss up, and Helen placed her hands on his shoulders to get him to stop, but as her lips parted to protest, his lips kissed her pussy.

An electric pulse flickered up and out, engulfing her whole being but focusing between her thighs. His tongue flipped out and she let go a little gasp, then a low growl as that tongue lapped up and down, parting her lips and caressing the damp velvet concealed inside. Again, her mind went blank, and not until she became aware of the hard pressure in the small of her back did she remember where she was.

“No,” she said, once again.

And once again he stopped. He pulled down the bottom of her skirt and smoothed it out over her thighs. He stepped back a step, allowing her the room she needed to stand and turn around. He squeezed her bum as she moved to take the next step, and her face flamed with the heat that diffused her body.

“God help us when I get you into the privacy of your room,” he growled.

She couldn’t wait to get to her room. In her room she would be able to let go, she was sure of it.

I also Have two prizes to give away, too! I have a pack of seaside goodies including a stick of Scarborough rock, a Scarborough postcard signed by yours truly, A prize from the 2p machines in the arcades in the South Bay won for you by my own fair hands plus lots of other Blisse goodies. Also my 2 lucky winners can choose from a free e-copy of Sweet Surrender or Scentsual, both stories set in Scarborough.

All you need to do is comment on this post with what you love about spending time by the sea. I will draw a winner on 1st July! Only 1 comment per person will count towards the prize draw.

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For more hot kisses, check out these fellow Blissekissers!

7 responses to “Blisse Kiss by the Sea -Sweet Surrender.”

  1. I’ve never been to Scarborough, Victoria, but you make it sound delicious!

    Thanks for organizing another great event.

  2. estragon says:

    Scarborough is lovely, at least in my memory of what Scarborough was like 20 years ago. I remember taking our girls down to the sea, and looking out at the sea in front of us, on the soft sand, on a perfect summer’s afternoon. Oh, to be in England….

  3. Cherie Noel says:

    Hot-cha! You’ve done it again, Victoria!

  4. Patsy Hagen says:

    I have been to California beaches only…I’ve never travelled much. My favorite is Moro Bay. There is just something about that huge rock off shore that truely fascinates me.
    mom1248(at)att(dot)net

  5. Shadow says:

    Love the excerpt! So very, very good! You know how to capture a readings attention and leave them wanting more! You tease! ;P
    As for the sea, i love looking at it and watching it. Its so pretty, calm and serene. You cant help but relax. Its nice to sit there and enjoy a good book. :) I also like, collecting shells and watching the wild life. Thanks for sharing and for the awesome giveaway!
    shadowluvs2read(at)gmail(dot)com

  6. Joder says:

    These are great excerpts full of sexual tension that are heating up an already swealtering day. Thanks for the giveaway.

    joderjo402 AT gmail DOT com

  7. […] out my Sweet Surrender kiss and the chance to win a Scarborough seaside pack of prizes and an ebook […]

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