Archive | August, 2010

Cook Naked: Fingerlings to Give Picnics a French Twist (via )

26 Aug

I joined a group blog with some talented authors from Ellora’s Cave. I have the honor of writing the weekly Cook Naked column via the persona of Le Marquis de Bond, the sexy French Chef from the Dungeon Gourmet.

Stop by and say hi to Bond.

Cook Naked: Fingerlings to Give Picnics a French Twist Ah, fingers drizzled in fragrant oil. What's not love? Close your eyes, picture this. Breathe the scents. Does it make your tongue twitch? Your mouth water? Ah, wait. My sweet one, Sarai, she is like the backseat driver, reading over my shoulder when I blog. Une minute. Pardon, fingers, this is the wrong word. 🙂 Sorry. I give the wrong impression. We'll have more than tongues twitching out there. Fingerings. This is what I mean. Today I teach yo … Read More




17 Aug

Sunrise with Tree

1. Limits defined over coffee

Maybe it wasn’t love at first sight so much as it was an awareness,
a sense of possibilities lurking.

She was like one of those stubborn dandelions you seeing growing between the cracks of a sidewalk. He was like one of those pines that root and grow on a windswept cliff.

“I don’t need that warm fuzzy stuff,” she said, ” no kissy-kissy hand holding.”

“We’ll see,” he said.

2. The Whipping Tree

He took her to a mist draped meadow, adorned her wrists with steel bracelets, wooed her with with kisses delivered on braided leather tongues, stripped her to the bone, used her until she was boneless.

What he hadn’t counted on was her submission stripping him to the bone, her trust bringing him to his knees, a single tear dissolving his resolve.

Maybe something real lurked here, something worth keeping.

3. Amid Discarded Clothes and Meadow Grass

It found them in the warm fuzzy after, forced its way into hearts like a green shoot seeking sun on the other side of concrete slabs. It bloomed between cuddles and praise. She let him hold her hand and kiss it.

“You need this, need me,” he said. “Admit it.”

“Maybe,” she said.

“You’ll see,” he teased. “Next time I’ll work harder to convince you,”

“Yes,” she said, “do that.”

This post was written in response to this week’s Carry On Tuesday prompt: It was love at first sight.

To learn more about this week’s prompt and see what other participants wrote click here.

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Size Matters #EroticAuthorsTweet

13 Aug

nara_malone: UPS guy can’t find me. 😦

brandi_evans:  Oh sorry…I redirected him to my house. Did I forget to mention that? 😉

nara_malone: Called him, guiding him in #nicetry

tibbyarmstrong:  *snicker* #juvenilehumor

nara_malone: Wow. It’s really big!!!

brandi_evans: Man, my mind just went straight to gutter. 😉

nara_malone: size does matter…

brandi_evans: LMAO!! True that!!


I had to shorten the tweets to get them to fit, but I think I got all the pertinent details in. 🙂 Thanks to authors Brandi Evans and Tibby Armstrong for their contributions. Follow them on twitter for more sizzling conversations. This post was written as a contribution to G-mans Friday Flash 55. See what other Participants wrote here.