Being an instant Meemaw

My daughter, Kate, is in a relationship with a wonderful guy named Terry. With Terry comes his daughter. She is the most precious thing. She has started calling me Meemaw lately. (Southern style of Grandma)

20171009_160122

Meet Lyndsie (Hair cut was done by another little girl, however, Lyndsie has been known to chop her own hair at times, too. This time…not her fault.)

This kid is bright and inquisitive. Talks A LOT. It makes me remember when Kate was that age. She never shut up. Even in her sleep.

Now, anyone who knows me, knows I am not a huge kid fan. Kids are messy, erratic, noisy, smelly…I did great raising my own brat, but I seem to not be able to tolerate other peoples kids. I never babysat, even in my teens.

With Lyndsie, it’s different. She seems she was just made to be near me. I rarely have to tell her to behave, she listens well, and she seems to really love the attention I give her. She and I do projects alone here in my office. We close the door so everyone knows not to disturb. Last night and today, since it rainy and windy and ugly, we had the emergency light sitting on the floor between us, and as I read, I gave her all my photos that I hadn’t put into albums yet and allowed her to do that. She was also allowed to keep one of the double prints, and since most of the pictures were of all six of my cats, and I usually always order double prints; she was thrilled.

She got the entire task done, and a hefty boot of pictures for herself. So, for doing that little chore, I gave her some stickers, and a promise that my next trip to Wal-Mart I will get her her very own photo album for all her photos.

As a little surprise to her, I am also going to order her some custom stickers from Shutterfly. There is also a particular picture of her and some of the cats that she loves, and since she is always playing with one of my magnets, I am going to make that picture a magnet for her.

She minds me so well. Very rarely do I have to bring out the mean Meemaw Laws.

Here at my house she has her very own room. I placed pictures on her walls of the cats, and some cute posters. She has her dressers, and she has her toys. Her own bed. The cats like sleeping in her room, too, which tickles her to death. Some sleep with her, others sleep in her window sill. It’s just the fact that they hang out with her. I tell her they are guarding over her.

There will be a custody battle, I know that for a fact. She is better off here, I have to be honest. We have so much more to offer, plus, the people that do come here, well…they are good people. She is exposed to an unsavory sort within her mother’s care.

But, I won’t get into all that. I tends to make me very hot tempered, and I don’t want to rant. Not after such a nice time with my granddaughter.

My daughter seems to be a natural at being a mother, as well. She never wanted children, the not getting pregnant and giving birth part, so this seems to be the perfect instant family for her. And Terry is snipped, so there will be no accidents. They are all so perfect.

They actually take Lyndsie out into the world to discover things. The park, the petting zoo, the library. They do activities not centered at the house. However, they do sit down with their own store bought books to help her along in reading and writing. Just to give her a little edge up on her own school pace. And Terry is from German. He didn’t come to America until his teens and he joined the Army. He has a rich German background. So, and I pushed for this, they are teaching Lyndsie German as well. My daughter is learning, too. Lyndsies mother, while she and Terry were together, forbid him to teach the child German, ignoring the fact that being bilingual was a great advantage in life, and said that they would just talk about her behind her back and she wouldn’t know it. Petty, very petty.

Anyway. When we are allowed to have Lyndsie, it’s always a great weekend.

I am finding I really like this whole Meemaw side of me. Now, don’t think of me as all traditional…I don’t bake cookies and cakes. But we do talk about zombies and vampires and killer My Little Ponies. She loves my office for my variety of knick knacks and odd toys. She likes looking at my Living Dead Dolls, and cool movie posters and action figures. I get to teach her things that will bring out an appreciation of literature and writing. She has a great imagination, so we do verbal story telling together. She asks about some of the pictures on my wall. We have long discussions on some of the tamer stories of Edgar Allen Poe.

She and I also share a fondness for the relaxing color books. I buy her regular ones, with characters she loves, and I get myself the relaxation books. We sit and color together. I sometimes make us popcorn to share, or a small bowl of ice cream.

I do not watch movies with her, however. That kid can watch the same movie 6 times in a row. I get the songs stuck in my head, and that’s just a little too much happiness for me to handle…lol.

Well, this is just something I wanted to share. A little brightness in my world.

Be sweet, my darlings!

Tropical Storms…yay…

11870936_1051237054900441_2882242274011882895_n

So, I am getting all the harsh easterly side of Tropic Storm Nate, down along south east Alabama. I am getting this short post in before the next tide of raging wind and rain comes in and kills my power…again.

So far, nothing has been too damaging. A lot of wind, but nothing has blown out of my yard. The scary part is when the winds stop for a while. That’s a good time for this muggy weather and storm clouds to churn up tornadoes.

So, I’ve been on my kindle and tablet doing things here and there. Mostly reading, and keeping them charged.

Today is excellent nap weather!

To all of you in my same area, or about to get these winds and rains…best of luck to you!

What’s on my DVD Shelves: Pacific Rim

pacific rim

I absolutely love this movie. I am not a big sci-fi fan, but this movie was awesome. Big robots, big monsters, lots of screaming. Some great acting. It had a bit of everything. Thrills, screams, and a bit of humor.

I was not a fan of Charlie Hunnam before this movie. And, as he did such a good job, I started watching Sons of Anarchy…it just didn’t hold my attention.

I love Ron Pearlman, in most anything he does. He was my little teen hero in the TV series Beauty and the Beast. He was my comic hero in Hellboy. He just seems to put a lot of himself into whatever character he is playing.

And let’s not forget about Idris Elba. Oh, older lady swoon for that man.

Now, I have always been a big robot fan, having grown up with both the comic and TV series of Transformers. I even have the Decepticon and Autobot logos on my left hand. And I will be spot lighting those movies as well at a later date.

Pacific Rim is about to have a sequel. I am not a big fan of sequels…too many thing seem to be forgotten, or…well…I don’t know. They just don’t live up to the original movies ‘wow’ factor. Especially with an all new cast and whatnot.

Some movies don’t need a sequel. It should be left well enough alone. Others need a sequel to tidy up loose ends.

The special effects to Pacific Rim were above par. So many details were included in movement of both the monsters and robots. Thumbs up for realistic things like the quiver of blubber on a monster, or the pinions of a foot and leg rocking in a robot.

Director Guillermo del Toro usually never lets me down.

This was a great movie to sit down and watch. I was pleasantly surprised at the acting, directing and special effects. If you haven’t seen it, I do highly recommend it!

What’s on my bookcase: Stephen Knight

61BV4Eppf7L._UX250_

Stephen Knight is one of those authors I just happened to stumble over…and it was instant love. I read one of his books on my best friends Kindle and fell in love.

I had to have the book. I tootle on over to his page and BAM! He has a whole series!!! I had to have them all. He actually has two different series, but, me being me, stuck to the zombie series.

What makes Stephens Knight’s zombies in the Gathering Dead series so great, is that some are slow, some are fast…and some remember. That’s right! They have memories of people, loved ones, how to do things like drive (badly) and use weapons.

I was floored by this. And of course, you are going to fall in love with a character only to watch them go out blazing. Or whimpering.

The Last Town was just a series of novellas, but I know see they have been condensed into one book. The Gathering Dead and The Rising Horde, as well as Left with the Dead have also been condensed into an omnibus.

If you love zombie tales, that have a very good grounding in a reality type world, these are the books for you. Great characters and plots. Even those you are meant to hate are written to perfection.

I don’t know what his other series is about, just from titles and cover art, they seem more sci-fi. Not quite my bag.

Another thing that is so great about these books, especially with them being zombie books, is they touch you as a human. It’s not all about zombies, nom, nom, nom, shoot, shoot, shoot. No, these books touch deeper into the lives of the people trying to survive. It nearly had me in tears several times, and that is a pretty heard feat to accomplish.

So, as the weather gets a little cooler, and you want to snuggle up with some good reading material, zombies and people, this is a good series. 10/10 on my scale. Great for reading through October.

I hope you check these books out, and if so, enjoy them as much as I have. I am waiting for more, as the end seeeeemed to be left open for a continuation. But Mr Knight is involved in several other projects, so that remains to be seen.

Happy reading!

Be sweet, my darlings!

Some of my favorite blogs…

5pixel_2015-07-05_17-42-35

So, I spend a great deal of time reading and discovering new blogs. I am going to list for you several that I keep coming back to due to their content. They are very unique in their own ways. Some are about cats, dogs, baby animals. Some are inspirational. Some of educational and helpful for indie writers. And some are simply entertaining, because they allow you a glimpse into another persons life.

So, on with the list:

aopinionatedman.com
keithgarrettpoetry.com
kaineandrews.com
brittabottle.com
johncoyote.wordpress.com
bythemightymumford.wordpress.com
mistermaxxx08.wordpress.com
muscleheaded.wordpress.com
smorgasbordinvitation.wordpress.com
disorientedmom.wordpress.com
depressionless.wordpress.com
totallyerotic.wordpress.com
bipoiarus.wordpress.com
beautifulkittens.wordpress.com
horror.org
raforallhorror.blogspot.com
hellhorror.com
horrorfreaknews.com
thisishorror.co.uk
brokehorrorfan.com
horror-asylum.com
horrorpedia.com
little-blog-of-horrors.com
nightmarenookhorrorblog.blogspot.com
yearofhorror.wordpress.com
isobelandcat.wordpress.com
dailywritingtips.com
blog.nanowrimo.org
blackcatastrophy.com
kittenarchive.wordpress.com
feedmykitty.wordpress.com
catsatthebar.org

There are SO many others. Angells Book Reviews and Courtney Wendeltons. And this doesn’t even cover many of the Blogger blogs I follow.

I am also honored that many of these bloggers follow my blog as well. Before my hiatus, I had called for people who would like to be interviewed and have their books or blog highlighted here, and a few stepped forward. There are still a few I am trying to get in touch with. Those interviews will be coming soon. I have so many questions I want to ask, I have to scale down my questionnaire a bit…lol.

Do you have a favored author or blogger that you follow? Want to share them here in the comments? I will gladly give them a look and see if they would like to be spotlighted here. Do you wish to be spotlighted? As I have said before, it’s for books, authors, bloggers…cat lovers, coffee enthusiasts…lol.

I would love to get as many as possible, covering all walks of life. I want to build brigdes and watch my favorite people mix and meet, but I dont want to do the traditions mix and meets that most other blogs do. I always have to do things the hardway, and, well, the oddball way. ..lol.
So dont be shy and step right up!

Be sweet!

Awake In the sleeping world

It is not out of the ordinary to be awake when everyone I know is sleeping soundly, as they should be.

 Tonight, however, my back pain is not giving me that pleasure. And it’s not just my back, it goes down to my left leg, leaving it useless. I can only lift that leg so high before my body say ‘oh, no, you better check yourself missy!’

The problem doesn’t stop there, either. Due to the nerve damaged in my nerves in my lower back, I tend to lean on my right leg more, sending that knee into fits of pain. My cats like to sleep near my knees, keeping constant pressure there.

I don’t like to fall back on taking my Hydrocodone very often. I did take one when I took my night time meds to get to sleep, but, they have worn off and here I sit.

Next month, I restart pool therapy, which I really love. It will be in a difference place than I had gone to before. It sounds amazing from what I have researched on the place. Stationary bike IN the pool, aquarobics, and hat is Monday, Wednesday and Friday. When I feel I have outgrown the training there, I can move into the move advanced, harder workout they hold Tuesday and Thursday. This classes are an hour and a half long.

This place has even combined Zoomba and aquarobics. They say it is very, very strong stuff. And with my disability, I may not be able to perform it.

I am looking forward to just the general pool therapy, and the man-child will be coming with me to help get his knee back in condition since his surgery. In another 6 months, he will be eligible for a partial knee replacement, which his doctor said will indeed happened, because his knee is kaput, but just like me, he has to jump through those insurance loops and hoops.

I was getting spinal injection in my lower spine for my nerve damage pain, but the insurance will only allow so many over the course of 12 months. So my family doctor is helping me manage my pain with the Hydrocodone.

As it is almost 2am, and this is a pretty often occurrence for me, I usually have something to do. Book to read, movie to watch…but tonight, I seem too tired to do any of those. I want to close my eyes and sleep again, but, I know I will be trudging my way down the hallway in another hour again, so why bother.

The cats are playing with their newest toy, so I may let them entertain me. That’s something I never consider as time wasted.

So I will be signing off for now. I suspect I will post again sometime during the daylight hours.

Happy Dreaming ~

Online Shopping

Amazon-Logo

It can become a real addiction. I straddle that line. I absolutely love shopping online, however, I do know where to shop safely. I usually stick to Amazon, Wal-Mart and Book stores. I tend to avoid EBay. I have heard too many horror stories there.

I have grand lovely, very meticulously sorted Lists on Amazon. I know I will end up deleted items along the way as my ‘need’ for them wanes. That’s why I place things in the lists rather than buying them outright.

I do love using Amazons Prime Pantry for non-perishable foods. It’s quick, easy, and I can find most things cheaper than my local stores. And the selections can be better at times, too.

Sometimes I get impulsive on shopping for clothes. It depends on the season and what is on clearance. Full Beauty and Woman Within are my favorites, as I can buy big oversized t-shirts and sweaters, but pants and shorts that fit me well.

Another favorite thing about using my Amazon Prime, is that I can purchase an item as a surprise for someone else, for their birthday or holiday, and have it shipped straight to them, gift wrapped and all. My best friend loves books, so I like giving her gift cards for eBooks. It works for both of us, as she has excellent taste in reading material, and I have one of her old kindles, so I am logged into her account. Reading for both of us! I try not to read the same book she is to not mess up her book mark or anything though. It works out great between us.

Now, I will tell you, for a horror writer, I do not like to sleep without a night light. Funny, I know. However, it’s not for fear of the dark. It’s more to do with me getting up and tripping over cat toys, cats, or painfully ramming my thigh into the corner of my bedside table. I need to see. I recently purchased myself a nightlight that is a silicone cat. They are everywhere, marketed for children’s rooms. It is standard with a soft white light, but if you tap it a few times it changes colors. I thought it was nifty, and hey, it’s a CAT!

Bed sheets and comforters. I love them. I have way too many sets. I still buy them. >.>

I did make an impulsive buy that I will firmly hold my best friend accountable for. I bought a color changing Jellyfish aquarium. Yes, they are silicone Jellyfish, but I have seen these things for myself, and move very life like. I had to have it. I didn’t need it though. I will feel guilty once it arrives, struggle with whether I should return it or not, and then make peace with myself and love it.

As for office supplies. Let’s just say that when I die, I leave a legacy of office supplies that will carry my grandkids and great grandkids though school, college and work for a good while.

And speaking of office things…I have an addiction to external hard drives. I don’t know why. I have 3 of them now. Who really needs 3 external drives? I haven’t even put anything on one of them.

Shopping, shopping, and shopping. It’s fun, but so deadly…lol.

My cats have more toys than needed, however, they do play with everything they have. Each has their own particular playthings. Some like the sparkly balls, some like the noisy toys, and some like the little fake mice. They ALL love the cardboard scratchers. And what a mess those things make >.<  .

Candles…if you ever want to send me a gift, just ask for my favorite scents. Really, I actually use the little wax melts in my electric burners more. Swan Creek Candle Co. is one of those things I found at a gift shop in a gas station on a road trip. I bought two different scent packs. They were awesome and potent, longer lasting than the stuff they sale at Wal-Mart. So I found them on the internet and now order directly from them. I try every scent they have, making note of my favorites. Thus far, there are only three I don’t care for. And now that they have their fall/winter seasons out, I put in my order for those. I would say I order once every 4-6 months from them. I even got my best friend hooked on them.

Well, that’s a peek into my shopping addictions and loves. Oh, and faults.

Do you have a favorite quirky shopping flair? Anything you HAVE to have on a regular basis? Chime in…it may start me on a new obsession.

Be sweet, my darlings!

REVISIT: [Mature Content] Touch

3ff46e611f688c01d025e86d339dc88b

A revisit to one of my most highly ranked posts. Since its been awhile since I have posted anything tasty, I though we would start with a reblog….some fresh material will be popping up here and there in the coming months 

Just a snippet of one of my erotica books I plan on releasing, if you’re interesting in that kind of stuff. Mmmmm….smut….

The next morning, Alex remembered that he had locked the bedroom door the previous night. He couldn’t remember why, though. He looked up at the ceiling, and then to his left to find Maddison still asleep. The man turned over onto his side and gently placed his hand onto her waist. He didn’t want to wake her up. His hand fell from her body. It was as if his body was moving on its own, like it knew what it wanted, what it craved.
Alex slipped his hand across her shapely hips, feeling the thin fabric of her gown conform to his fingers. It was such a delicate material. He became bold, however, and lowered his touch to the end of the garment, where he was met with soft, smooth skin – Alex’s hand disappeared under the gown.
He gradually moved closer, so that his chest pressed against her back in a comfortable spooning position. Alex lowered his face into the crook of her neck, where he inhaled her fresh, clean scent.
Maddison felt nice. Something felt nice. She felt comforted and warm. She smiled, waking slowly. Her eyes remained closed as she reveled in this warmth she felt, and when she finally realized that it was the sensation of being touched, touched somewhat intimately. Alex pressed against her, his hand moving over her as his breath floated against her neck. She hummed in pleasure, making him aware she was awake, and receptive to his attentions and affections.
He was pleased with her reaction, knowing she’s been without such intimacies for such a long time. Dr. Lang said it would be good for them, to strengthen their bond; sex provides a deep connection with the souls, he had said.
Alex was thrilled to find nothing underneath the silky gown. He allowed his hand to explore further, tracing the contour of her navel and across the scar left over from the C-section. He paused for a moment, shifting to brush her crimson hair away from her neck and shoulder. He placed a kiss there; he displayed such loving behavior, it was as if he was another man all together.
He resumed his travels, caressing her thighs, purposely avoiding that one little spot. Alex brought his hand back up to her navel, where he teased her belly button, before sliding up her torso, following an invisible line leading him to the smooth skin between her breasts.
Maddison smiled, rolling over a little, as much as Alex would allow. She was allowing him to initiate things, simply following Alex’s lead. She left herself completely open to his exploring, reveling in every bit of his touching.
And he wouldn’t allow much as he kept his chest pressed firmly against her back, asserting his position. Alex’s hand gently cupped one of the heavy mounds, contracting his fingers slightly around the soft globe – testing the waters, so to speak. He wanted to take it slow; he wanted to *feel* her and he wanted her to feel him – all of him.
He brushed the pad of his thumb repeatedly over the hardening nipple, eliciting more pleasure from his woman. *His* woman. Alex smiled against the skin of her neck, liking the idea of being more than just a boyfriend or a baby-daddy. He would be her husband; he would stake claim to this woman.
Maddison moaned softly to Alex’s tender touches. Did he know how much he was turning her on? It was maddening, but she loved it, and she wanted more. She started writhing to him, a soft smile resting on her lips as her hands gripped her own nightgown, lifting it up more for easier access.
He took the nipple between his thumb and forefinger, rolling it slowly as he began to kiss at her neck. Again, he felt his body move on its own, but he wasn’t complaining. He embraced this feeling of contentment.
Alex nibbled at the outer rim of her ear, knowing it was a sensitive spot. As he continued to massage her tit, the man rubbed his leg along hers, bringing his lower half closer to her rear. He knew he was driving her insane with need – he could almost smell it seeping from her pores.
She adored the attention to her neck, it always was one of her most sensitive erogenous zones, and the actions against her breasts as well. She could feel his manhood pressing against her behind as his leg brushed hers, and she purposely slid her lower half against him, smoothing herself over him to arouse his senses more. He was being so sweet, so gentle, so caring. This was like a whole new side of Alex, and she loved it so. She loved him. She was so in love with him.
He grunted softly against her ear, pausing in his actions, as her ass brushed over the front of his pants. Alex licked his lips and trailed his hand down her body, moving closer to her groin. But he avoided it once again, not wanting to end this too quickly. He touched the back of her knees, her inner thighs, her hips – everything but that heated junction between her thighs.
Maddison smiled and bit her lip. She closed her eyes and blissfully moved and swayed under Alex’s alluring touches. She wanted him so badly, and she knew that he knew it. He was teasing her, but not to be malicious. He was simply taking his time, finding the pleasure in touching her. She had waited for this for a long time. This intimacy. She could allow it to unravel as Alex deemed fit, even if her soft sounds and gentle shifting beneath his touch screamed at him to delve his hand between her thighs, to her secret garden of pleasure. She wanted him to explore, and discover the joys of this sort of bonding, and not be so… afraid… if that was even the right word… of intimacies with her. She wanted him to make love to her. And he was, with his exploration of her soft curves and smooth skin. They would make their intimate connection, linking their bodies together, eventually. Maddison was a patient woman. She wanted no other man but Alex, and she was willing to endure his slow discoveries.
Alex watched how her body moved beneath his touch. She was putty in his hands, and so quickly, too. He slid his hand behind her, smoothing it along the round flesh of her ass. He squeezed it, spreading the cheeks apart as he ground himself against her, emphasizing how much he wanted this – to keep her from having second thoughts about his intentions.
He brought his hand back around, letting it glide over the contours of her torso, once again groping her breast. Alex soon began to nip at the skin below her ear, raking his teeth along that one spot.
With his hand on her rear, enticing her even more with his grinding into her, she let slip with another soft moan. She was his, completely. She always had been. When he moved his mouth to her neck again, she reached a hand up, touching him herself. She slid her hand through his soft hair, encouraging him. Letting him know she was pleased. Her body writhed against him again in desire.
He closed his eyes, leaning into her touch. Alex finally relented and delved his hand between her thighs, his fingers reaching past her delicate folds to get at the sweet nectar pooling between them. Instead of going directly to her seeping hole, the man focused on stroking her clitoris in swift motions, applying pressure every now and again.
Maddison opened her thighs to him a little, giving him access to her sweet spot. A sound left her lips, not exactly a moan, and not exactly a sigh, but more of a mix between the two. It was a very pleasurable sound. She rolled her hips to Alex’s actions. She tried to roll her body over more, wanting to be on her back, facing him, to touch him, to kiss him. With a gentle nudge of her body, she sought permission from Alex to move.
And he still refused to give – for now, at least. He sighed against her ear, his fingers becoming slick with vaginal secretions. Alex avoided penetration, wanting to get her body beyond ready. He continued to stroke her, feeling her clit swell beneath his touch. After a while, however, he lowered his hand and inserted his middle finger, thrusting it to and fro.
He closed his eyes and imagined more than his finger gliding in and out. Alex then shifted, allowing her to lean back slightly, enough for him to lower his lips to her breast, his tongue snaking out to lap at the pert nipple. He could soon feel the sensation of his pants brushing over the sensitive head of his penis as it became erect against its confines. His body automatically pressed forward, craving more of that delicious friction.
Maddison was nearly purring to his affections. When he let her move her upper half, she took the opportunity to slide her arm under the arm he was using to support himself up with. His heated mouth on her breast was amazing. She shivered in delight. And when he inserted his finger and began to slowly pump it within her; she took a sharp intake of breath, a pleasurable sound, one of longing. She could feel him stiffening against her, and she wriggled her lower half against him, keeping him interested and stimulated. She rubbed her ass against him, moving when he pressed forward to her. She wanted to speak, murmur softly, but she dare not interrupt this… deeply intimate… time. It was fragile, she felt, it was something delicate.
Alex pulled away to lick his lips.
He withdrew his finger and worked her nether lips apart, letting her feel the stickiness as the folds slid together so nicely. He then removed his touch completely, and reached under the blanket to remove his pants in an almost eager fashion. This is where he allowed the woman to lay back completely, holding onto that anticipation of what was to come.
He crawled over her, his lips attacking that sweet spot below her ear once again as he positioned himself between her thighs. Alex’s hands went back to their exploration. He slid them along the smooth skin of her legs, up to her childbearing hips. Alex wanted her – all of her.
As his cock brushed her navel, Alex released a small sigh against her ear before taking said ear between his teeth, nibbling at it.
Maddison bit her lip again, rolling to her back, making herself comfortable and ready for him and what was to come. As he climbed over her, she smiled, taking a deep breath and sighing out in a pleased way. She could feel his cock brushing against her flesh. He was so large, and so hard. She gave another shiver thinking about what was to come, and how it was going to feel. Alex was a very well-endowed man, and she was a small woman. In every way. There was always a pleasurable pain in the beginning, and she anticipated it… longed for it. She wrapped one arm under his as the other went over his shoulder. She smoothed her gentle fingers over his scarred but soft flesh, taking in the contours of his body by way of touch, as he had painstakingly done with her. She felt his strong, lean muscles move beneath his flesh. His strength was arousing. The only thing she was missing was the kiss. He still hadn’t kissed her yet, and it flitted a small bit of worry through her. He hadn’t kissed her in a very long time. Not since his homecoming. Not a real kiss. A kiss of passion and love. And he knew how she felt about kisses… and this set the wheels of worry into her.
Alex nuzzled under her chin, his lips brushing hers. He guided his cock to her entrance, where it was met with a flood of ecstasy. He pressed the head past the tight mouth, allowing her body to suck him in. Alex lowered his body against her own, watching her closely as he dealt slow thrusts, sinking deeper each time. He then leaned in to place a kiss to her lips, swallowing her pleasurable noises as he sunk into her warm depths.
Relief swept through Maddison as his lips finally met hers. And she was thankful he swallowed up her noises as he pressed himself into her, she knew it would be a tight fit, and she didn’t want to wake the whole house with her noises of pain and pleasure. Her body acclimated itself to accommodate his size, leaving Maddison in a blissful state feeling him seated within her body. They were finally locked together. One. She closed her eyes and smiled, reveling in the love she felt. She moved her hips upwards, slowly, giving a small grind of her hips, urging Alex on. She didn’t want to rush it, but her body had become overheated and overloaded by the pleasure of his sweet explorations and touches. One hand slipped down to his waist as the other braced itself on his shoulder. She lifted her knees and opened herself up to him more, allowing him to sink in a little deeper.
Alex deepened the kiss further as she moved her hips. He began to move his own, pressing in before withdrawing slightly, only to penetrate her once more. She was tight, warm and wet. Alex dealt rather hard, precise thrusts, rocking her body up against the bed; each one stimulating her clit.
Maddison kissed him with all the love and passion she had for him. As he started his thrusting, Maddison matched his rhythm, making it pleasurable for both of them, each thrust bringing great pleasure. Maddison smoothed her hands over her lovers’ body, delving her hand into his hair, trailing it down his neck and spine. Alex was a forceful lover, but Maddison enjoyed the hard, precise pounding. He wasn’t a greedy lover either, making sure she was stimulated with each blow. Again, Maddison wanted to speak, she wanted to murmur into his ear her love, but refrained. This was too perfect to spoil with words.
He hovered over the woman, leaning forward to bury his face against her neck to inhale her scent. It was such a pleasant scent.
Alex’s hand rose to cup her breast, teasing it as he continued to move against her; their skin wet with sweat and other bodily fluids, creating a sickenly sweet noise that echoed throughout the room – their own world.
Maddison arched her back to Alex’s touch on her breast. He was bringing her to heights of pleasure she’d never experience before. She was in awe of him. She kissed and nipped softly at his shoulder, inhaling his scent as well. It was masculine, heavenly, and she couldn’t get enough of it.
And that very hand drifted down her body to settle between her thighs, where he brushed her swollen clit, stroking it with added fervor. He brought his lips to hers once again; kissing away her moans and cries of pleasure as the pace of his thrusts increased.
As he applied attention to her clit again, and increased his pace, Maddison did indeed let loose with soft moans and gentle cries of pleasure. She could barely keep Alexs pace as he thrust in and out of her. Her grip on his body tightened, her small hands holding on to him as the telltale tingle from head to toe tickling its way through her and the knot formed in her lower abdomen. The more thrusting and attention Alex paid to Maddison, the tighter the knot formed, until finally it snapped. Maddison arched her back, pulling her lips away from Alex and let loose with a soft cry of pleasure, ecstasy washing through her core as her body was swept into bliss by her orgasm. She panted for breath as her inner walls clutched down on Alex’s stiff cock, spasming around him, pulling him in and releasing him, repeating the process, leaving Maddison humming out softly in her pleasure, her body coaxing Alex to sweet release.
The feeling of her inner walls clamping down around him, pulsing with need, drove him over the edge. Alex came, his body moving on its own as he leaned forward to nuzzle against the woman’s neck. He released soft noises of his own, letting Maddison know just how good she made him feel.
Hearing his noises elated Maddison. She wrapped her arms around him and embraced him to herself lovingly. She caught her breath, kissing his shoulder and moving a hand to run through his hair in a relaxing, loving manner. She sighed out contentedly, moving to kiss Alex’s neck, her body finally relaxing under his as she still had tiny shimmers of bliss sparking through her. He had made her feel so good. So beautiful. And he never said a word. All their love was expressed through touch. But sooner or later that had to end. Maddison just didn’t want to be the one to break the silence.
He rested against her, feeling lost in the silence. Alex kept his face hidden against her neck as he whispered “I love you” against her ear. He didn’t say it often, not like he should.
Maddison smiled against him. She believed him. She nodded against him, moving her lips against his neck, murmuring softly. “I love you, too…”
Alex finally pulled away and sat up, swinging his legs over the edge of the bed. “Thank you,” he said, glancing over his shoulder at the woman. She looked so beautiful lying there in the afterglow.
Maddison didn’t understand why or what he was thanking her for. She simply nodded to him as he moved away and sat up on the edge of the bed. She was a little confused, but she tried not to let it get to her. She had wanted to hold him longer, but she knew he wasn’t the touchy-feely type, despite her wishes otherwise. There were just going to be some things he couldn’t provide for her, and she knew she would just have to get over them. She wouldn’t trade him for anything in the world, so she would make concessions and sacrifices. She offered a small smile in his direction and closed her eyes.
“Come to me…” he said softly.
Maddison opened her eyes to the sound of his voice. She sat up and nodded, moving to the edge of the bed, sitting beside him. She looked at him questioningly.

Well, to those of you who like Erotica, I hope you enjoyed that. I have several erotica novels to release in the future, after revisions. Some are fantasy, some are horror, and some are just regular angst filled star crossed lovers.
~mwah~

Fall is here…sort of…

opinions-fall

Well, October 1 has come and gone.

How many of you are already feeling the Halloween spirit? Have you started decorating? Have you chosen costumes for your kids or yourself?

Sadly, decorating and dressing up is kind of pointless where I live. My house in the boonies. In the time I have lived here I have never once had a single trick-or-treater.

So, in light of that, we usually go out to Ruby Tuesdays for a nice dinner. I’ve dressed up before, as a witch, but, I kind of look the part for Halloween all year long with my funky colored hair and weird t-shirts.

I kind of miss living in an area with people. Having kids coming to the door in their precious little costumes and things like that. However, my need for being away from the public at large outweighs that.

Fall hasn’t really come to lower Alabama yet. It is in the 70s at night, very humid, and we are still pushing the upper 80s and lower 90s during the day. We usually don’t get much in the way of an autumn. In my area, we don’t even get the beautiful changing colors of the leaves. Too many pine trees and tree that just suddenly lose their leaves with no color change. They grass turns to a wheat color. It doesn’t grow, so that means there are 7 acres that no one has to get out on the riding lawn mower to take care of.

Sports reign supreme. My man sits on the weekends and watches football all day. Cooking is a bit more fun, as we tend to grill a lot for these game days. Boston Butts are smoked, briskets, and steaks are grilled to perfection. It’s really very nice. Especially since that man can really work a grill. Everything he cooks comes out spectacular!

My daughter’s birthday is today! 28 years old. Man, I reeeallllyyy feel old. I am very proud of her. I love her fiancé to bits as well, and he has a 5 year old daughter who just makes me smile with pride. She is so sweet and cute and colors me pictures that I hang on the fridge and various cork boards in my office. Sadly, there is a custody battle going on for her, and her mother refuses to let us see her. I miss her little face a lot. She has her own room here in my house, and sometime I peek in there. The cats like sitting in her windows, but I think they feel her absence too. They all adore her, and she isn’t too rough with them. She is a bright good, with a wonderful spirit.

So, to move on from the slightly depressing stuff, the fall months mean that NaNoWriMo will be upon us in November. I am looking forward to my duties as Municipal Liaison with the library. We have already scheduled out Write In times and dates, and they also have listed themselves as a Come Write In spot for anyone, at any time. Great bunch of people!

So, this was a simple ‘whats on my mind’ post. I will be posting as often as I can. Ideally, a post a day would be awesome. As well as interviews and promoting other peoples books and blogs. Expect reblogs as well on articles I come across.

So, signing off for now.

Enjoy a picture of some of my cats!! Sid, Siefer and Quin!
20170824_162144

No sleep, book news and musings…

4dab90e5ddb782e08e98cf7db35f5e37

Again, I have disappeared for an extended amount of time. I tend to do that. I have tried keeping up with my snail mail pen pals, my last round of letters went unanswered but a few.

I am in one of my sleepless modes again. Musing my little musings.

I have a book a should be writing. The sequel to The Road of Darkness shouldnt be taking so long. I mean, the book is there, nearly done. I read over what I’ve written and end up scrapping it part of the way in. So, I have my beginning and my ending…though missing my middle. I am in a rut…a terrible, terrible rut of how Addison is making her way through her journey. I keep falling into this trapping that changes who she us meant to be. She is meant to be strong, fierce…she is meant to be disliked.

I’ve always held a fondness for unlikable characters that do have some redeeming qualities. I have had a reviewer state that they just couldn’t get into the character because she was SO unlikable in the fact that she did not discriminate in who she killed…especially the women and children. Well…thats what big bad vampires do.

So here in my second book I am finding Addison is softening up…and I do not like it. Yes, change is needed for her character developement, but I don’t want to change the core of her, and that’s what I keep sliding into. It’s horribly frustrating.

I have been writing short stories, and actively Role Play story writing in my time as I struggle with this.

I’ve also pondered trying to get some of these short stories and what-not published. I am looking at small publications, just my short stories here and there. So, if anyone knows some names they’d like to toss my way, I would appreciate it. I could always self publish a short story compilation, but I really am curious as to outside people looking over them and what I have to offer, seeing as I do write for more than one genre.

I have been on a voracious reading spree. I have revisited Eric R Lowthers novel and short story compilation, and find myself wanting more. He seem to be suffering what I am, as his second novel was promised in 2014 and it is yet to be produced. I love that mans writing, genius in the zombie genre.

Serial Killers…a passion of mine, I have read 3 books on the subject in the last 3 days. Oh, and one trivia and fact book.

I have no been very social…I mean, like, at all. I havent been visiting my favorite blogs, Facebook, twitters, etc.. I am sorry for that. I have even been a little withdrawn in my little gaming world. It’s a phase, I’m sure.

In health news, I have a new spinal doctor, and we are working on a pain management, and eventual elimination plan. I am currently pain-free as I write this and it feels remarkable.

The kittehs are well. All six of them. Okay, I will confess, they are terrors. All six of them. Spencer, or who I call ‘Lil man’, is the newest that I had brought home from my best friends place in New Mexico. He has grown like a weed, yet still looks so remarkably kitten-like. He is the king of holy terror as well. It is going on 5am and he is ripping through the house playing and antagonizing the older cats.

I really would like some sleep right about now. I tried about an hour ago and pretty much tossed and turned, got hot, then cold, and finally the cats playing dragged me from my bed once again.

Maybe I just sleep better during the daylight hours. Honestly, though inconvenient, I like my nights. No one to bother me, no phone ringing, the house is quiet-ish. Sleeping through the day can be hassle because of the phone, people, things to be done. Blah.

Well, I suppose I have rambled enough. I will get some stories posted to entertain you shortly. Dont forget about me!!!

I need help.