Mmm...first encounters. I love it when characters in both movies and novels meet for the first time. It sets the tone for what's to come. Sometimes there's snap, crackle, sizzle...or maybe there's that slow burn of borderline contempt that you just know is gonna be fun to watch.
Today Tammy Dennings Maggy is here with her steamy new release, The Surrender of Julia. This is a MFF novel that will have you squirming in your seat. Check out the first meeting…I have a verdict. I vote LUST, but from what I've read of the book, it is oh-so-much-more complicated than that. Explicit excerpt for the over 18 crowd.
Julia was definitely in her element. All the movers and shakers of the West Coast art world were there for the opening of her gallery—as they should be. She’d been planning the event for nearly two years, right from the moment she first laid her eyes on Jacob at Club 740 in downtown Los Angeles. He was the hottest thing she’d seen in a long time. Well, the hottest man who wasn’t already panting and drooling over her that night.
What attracted her to him the
most was the fact he actually had the nerve to turn down her invitation to join
her at her private table. Apparently he’d arrived with his brother along with a
group of friends and had been otherwise occupied. At least that had been the
excuse the waitress gave her when she returned the bottle of champagne Julia
had sent to his table.
It hadn’t stopped her.
Determined to have Jacob Hartley and by the end of the night, she had managed
to find out from the bartender who he was and where he stayed while in town,
celebrating his brother’s graduation from UCLA. Letting the goon fuck her
against the bar after closing had seemed like a small price to pay. What she
didn’t expect was having the bouncer take her up the ass at the same time, but
what the hell? Not only had she received the information she wanted about
Jacob, she’d been guaranteed free booze and admission to the club whenever she
walked through the doors.
Being dressed to the nines at
the bar hadn’t seemed to impress Jacob much, so she had taken another approach.
She’d showed up at his hotel room in nothing but a black trench coat and four
inch high red stilettos. She offered him
three grand a week to model for her exclusively. He’d hesitated only a moment
before agreeing to her terms. As soon as he’d signed the contract, she dropped
the trench coat she wore and gave him his signing bonus. The things they did to
each other that night still made her wet thinking about them, and tonight would
be no exception.
As
soon as he secured the door behind him, she pinned him against it. “Do you have
any idea how much I want to fuck you? If this tux hadn’t cost me a bundle, I
would have it in shreds right now.”
Jacob’s
smile lit up his face and her thong would have been soaked if she’d been
wearing one. “What about all of your friends and perspective buyers? Don’t you
think they’ll miss the guest of honor?”
Julia
nipped his lower lip a bit as she slid his jacket off and tossed it on the
overstuffed love seat. “Right now, if the staff is doing what I paid them to
do, the guests are busy eating, drinking, and talking about my sculptures and
paintings.”
She
removed her dress and dropped it where his jacket lay. “Forget about them for
now. I’m so wound up and you have what I need to get me back on track. She
pulled him toward her glass topped desk. In one swift motion, she tossed the
few papers left there, to the floor.
Wearing only her high heels while exposing her Brazilian waxed body, she
leaned back and spread her legs wide. Her fingers immediately plunged into her
folds to find her clit. As soon as she touched it, she moaned and gushed again.
Within
seconds, his mouth replaced her fingers, sucking hard on her already throbbing
clit. His fingers worked her cunt toward
another round of spasms. Her ass bounced with each thrust of his hand. Jacob’s
tongue swirled around her clit a few more times before he abruptly pulled away.
“Don’t
stop, baby. I’m nearly there, again,” she panted.
He
dropped his pants to the floor, showing her she wasn’t the only one going
commando.
She
smiled and beckoned with her fingers. “Don’t keep me waiting, lover. Your dick
looks like it could use a woman’s touch.”
Jacob
stroked his cock a few times and licked his lips. “Do you have anyone in mind?”
Julia
dipped her fingers into her folds once again and then sucked them clean. “Care
to take a wild guess? She held his gaze as she lay back on the desk, brought
her knees up toward her chest, and gave him a full shot of her dripping pussy.
“This is all the woman you’ll ever need.”
He
grabbed her hips and pulled her back toward the edge of the desk, filling her
cunt with his cock. Resting her legs on his chest, and wrapping his arms around
her thighs he pumped into her hard and fast.
Just
the way she liked it—the way she wanted it from all of her lovers, even the
ones she’d tossed aside. Jacob was the only man she’d ever let fuck her without
protection. He’d resisted at first, but soon gave in to her wishes. The feeling
of riding him bare back was unbelievable to her. She came multiple times with
him from that point on and loved every minute of it.
Two
years was the longest time a relationship lasted for her with a man. The time
had come to end another one. Things were getting a bit complicated with the
good Dr. Carlos and she didn’t think she could keep it secret for much longer,
but no matter. Tonight was her night to shine and she needed her muse by her
side to complete the package. “Yes, baby, like that. Fuck me harder. Fill me
up. Now!”
Her
muse always followed orders during sex. With two more thrusts, Jacob erupted
deep inside of her, just as she commanded.
She
stroked his stubbly chin and purred. She felt completely relaxed and ready to
face the rest of her guests without any more tension. Nothing would ruin her
night now. Not even a confrontation with Mario, which she’d been avoiding ever
since he arrived and seemed hell bent on getting her alone.
“We
better get you back into your sexy dress and me into that tux you paid so much
money for, before your friends start searching for us.”
She
laughed. “We wouldn’t want that now would we?”
Blurb…
Blurb…
L.A. artist phenom Julia Santos appeared to have it
all. Her creativity was at its peak and she had her muse and model Jacob Hartley
to thank for it. He brought the fire and raw sexuality back to her sculptures
and into her bedroom, while her best friend and confidant Carmen gave her a
sense of security she’d never felt before.
Afraid of her emerging desire to give herself over completely
to Carmen as her submissive, Julia delved deeper into the hedonistic lifestyle
she’d come to rely on to help her escape the horrors of her childhood. Her
sexual encounters with men didn’t give her the comfort she craved, but led her
down the path of self-destruction.
Her behavior caught the attention of the Goddess Fate
and her Guardian Angel Daniel. Together they intervene and transport her to the
realm between life and death called the Island. There she’s given a choice:
stay and wait for her next rebirth, or go back and fight to be with the one who
had been there for her through every lifetime.
Will she take the easy way out and leave all the pain
behind, or will she choose the long and hard road in order to have her happily
ever after with the Mistress of her dreams?
As the founder of Sassy Vixen Publishing, Tammy
has a lot on her plate. Not only has she established herself as an erotic
romance author with Siren Bookstrand, but she's also published two books of
poetry and has many more projects underway. Finding time to write and keep up a
full schedule as a veterinarian in a very busy practice in the Pacific
Northwest has been a difficult task, but one she takes on happily with the help
of her husband, “Mr. Vixen.”
Through her website/blog Behind Closed Doors and her
blog Not Enough Time in the Day you can
get a glimpse into her hectic schedule. Now she can add Best Selling
Author to her resume as her vampire inspired poetry book The
Courtship of the Vampyre is one of the top sellers on Omnilit (ARe
affiliate).
The love of books of all genres helped her decide
to write under four pen names. This way she's able to tell the stories all of
her characters wish to tell whether it's the sweet and sensual or hot and
spicy. Speaking of spicy, Tammy is also part of the Four Seduced Muses along with three
of her Siren author friends. No topic is off limits with the Muses and that's
the way “The Vixen” likes it!
Readers can also connect with her and her alter
egos through Facebook and Twitter.
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