She pictured Ed with a whip in his hand as Kay, on all fours, her bare ass quivering in the air, begged him to punish her. She suppressed a giggle as she stole a glance at the couple. She couldn't picture either of them in those roles, but sometimes the person you least expected was the one who was a tiger behind closed doors. She grew hot as she continued to look at Ed wondering what kind of cock he had, but mostly wondering what it would feel like having it pound into her now dripping pussy. She bit her lip as an intense ache encompassed her vagina. Damn, she wished she could excuse herself and lock herself in her bathroom, then plunge her fingers into her throbbing vagina. She swallowed hard and cleared her throat willing her urges to go away. She walked stiffly back to the table and seated herself.
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- I'm Susan K. Droney and I write in several genres: children's books, mainstream fiction, thrillers, mysteries, and sensual/erotic romances. I am published by Torrid Books, World Castle Publishing, and Devine Destinies. Please click on the book covers or visit my website at: http://susandroney.com to read reviews, excerpts or to order my books.
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Wednesday, July 18, 2018
Excerpt Wednesday – Hidden Desires
She was humiliated. All the warm sensations she'd been feeling disappeared, leaving in their wake an icy cold emptiness. He'd rejected her. She'd lost not only the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, but her best friend. Her heart broke. She pulled away from him, her eyes swimming with tears. "I won't throw myself at you ever again."
He ran a trembling hand through his hair. "Sage, no, please understand, baby. It has nothing to do with that other girl. I haven't been with anyone else or even wanted to be with anyone else since I met you. It hasn't been easy, but I'm waiting for our wedding night like you've always wanted. I want it to be as special as you've dreamed it will be."
"It has everything to do with me." A tear spilled from her eye. "There's nothing more to say. Maybe my new job on Monday is an omen... a new beginning and a fresh start for the both of us—apart."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"Whatever you want it to mean." She glanced at her hands, too ashamed to look him in the eye. "Please take me home, Ryan. I have a splitting headache."
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He ran a trembling hand through his hair. "Sage, no, please understand, baby. It has nothing to do with that other girl. I haven't been with anyone else or even wanted to be with anyone else since I met you. It hasn't been easy, but I'm waiting for our wedding night like you've always wanted. I want it to be as special as you've dreamed it will be."
"It has everything to do with me." A tear spilled from her eye. "There's nothing more to say. Maybe my new job on Monday is an omen... a new beginning and a fresh start for the both of us—apart."
"What the hell does that mean?"
"Whatever you want it to mean." She glanced at her hands, too ashamed to look him in the eye. "Please take me home, Ryan. I have a splitting headache."
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Wednesday, July 11, 2018
Excerpt Wednesday – Hearts On Fire
"Well, I for one can think of many more pleasurable pursuits," Josephine interjected. "Such as physical pursuits."
Annabel chuckled. "You're wicked, Jo. I swear you have a one track mind."
"It keeps me happy and satisfied." She pointed a slender finger in Emily's direction. "It might do you good to have an old-fashioned roll in the hay."
Annabel almost choked on her sandwich. Emily's face reddened.
"Maybe you should practice what you write, or are you holding out on us?" she continued.
Emily slowly shook her head back and forth. "Maybe my satisfaction comes from writing from my past experiences," she answered with a laugh. "You've heard the
expression that a writer should write what she knows."
Josephine cocked an eye. "I read your last book. There are some steamy love scenes in there. More than usual."
"I hope you enjoyed the book. There was also a story in there," she teased.
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Annabel chuckled. "You're wicked, Jo. I swear you have a one track mind."
"It keeps me happy and satisfied." She pointed a slender finger in Emily's direction. "It might do you good to have an old-fashioned roll in the hay."
Annabel almost choked on her sandwich. Emily's face reddened.
"Maybe you should practice what you write, or are you holding out on us?" she continued.
Emily slowly shook her head back and forth. "Maybe my satisfaction comes from writing from my past experiences," she answered with a laugh. "You've heard the
expression that a writer should write what she knows."
Josephine cocked an eye. "I read your last book. There are some steamy love scenes in there. More than usual."
"I hope you enjoyed the book. There was also a story in there," she teased.
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Wednesday, July 04, 2018
Excerpt Wednesday – Over The Edge
"Did you or did you not insinuate that my wife and I were responsible for Christopher Jacoby leaving you for another woman?"
She placed her hands on her hips as she stood mockingly in front of him. The fear she'd felt just moments before quickly left her. "I didn't insinuate it, Brant, I said it. Since when does that warrant an investigation?" She glanced at Tom who was observing the standoff with one eyebrow cocked.
Brant's eyes narrowed into two black slits. "Did you tell her that she'd be sorry for what she'd done?"
"What? You're nuts!"
"I can take you in right now for threatening my wife's life, and don't think I haven't thought about it. The only reason I didn't have you arrested last night was because Janna begged me not to. You should be on your hands and knees thanking her for that." He
pointed a finger in her face. "But let me tell you something, if you so much as even look at my wife the wrong way, I'll haul your ass in so fast it'll make your head swim!"
"Now hold on a minute, Brant," Tom broke in. "You have no right to talk to Maggie like this. She has rights."
"Stay out of it, Tom." He glared at the older man. "You don't need to become involved in this. Maggie needs to learn that life goes on and she's not the first woman to have ever been dumped."
"You bastard!" Maggie spat out without thinking of the consequences.
"I should take you in right now," he said squaring his jaw.
She looked fiercely into his cold, heartless eyes. "Go ahead. I've done nothing wrong. And what happened between Chris and me is none of your business…oh, I should take that back," she said with a touch of sarcasm in her voice. "You, as usual, couldn't stand to see me happy, so you had to make sure you ruined my life."
"Now, Maggie, what reason would I possibly have?" He chuckled. "You need help. Have you considered seeing a shrink? I can recommend someone, or better yet, you can sign yourself into the state hospital. It appears to me that you're on the verge of a breakdown. A long rest may do you some good."
Her eyes flashed. "Janna came here yesterday just bursting at the seams to tell me about Chris, but you know what? I don't care. He's not worth it."
Brant smirked. "I really couldn't stand to see Chris dating someone so beneath himself…white trash," he sneered. "And if you don't care, then why did you lash out at my wife?"
Maggie's body trembled and she opened her mouth, but before she could speak, Tom hastily grabbed her arm. "Let it go. He's not worth it. He's only trying to provoke you," he whispered close to her ear.
"What's that?" Brant asked moving toward them. "What'd you say, Tom?"
"Nothing, I was just calming Maggie."
"Well, you'd better continue." He put his notepad back into his pocket. "By the way, Maggie, I'll let you know whether my wife decides to press charges against you for making threats against her life. In the meantime, you'd better watch that temper of yours." He tipped his hat as he slowly made his way out of the kitchen through the diner and out the front door.
After Tom was certain that Brant was gone, he slammed his fist on the butcher-block table. "That son of a bitch! Someone has got to do something. He can't keep harassing people like this."
"But he will keep on, Tom. No one can stop him." She was thoughtful for a minute. "At least not yet."
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She placed her hands on her hips as she stood mockingly in front of him. The fear she'd felt just moments before quickly left her. "I didn't insinuate it, Brant, I said it. Since when does that warrant an investigation?" She glanced at Tom who was observing the standoff with one eyebrow cocked.
Brant's eyes narrowed into two black slits. "Did you tell her that she'd be sorry for what she'd done?"
"What? You're nuts!"
"I can take you in right now for threatening my wife's life, and don't think I haven't thought about it. The only reason I didn't have you arrested last night was because Janna begged me not to. You should be on your hands and knees thanking her for that." He
pointed a finger in her face. "But let me tell you something, if you so much as even look at my wife the wrong way, I'll haul your ass in so fast it'll make your head swim!"
"Now hold on a minute, Brant," Tom broke in. "You have no right to talk to Maggie like this. She has rights."
"Stay out of it, Tom." He glared at the older man. "You don't need to become involved in this. Maggie needs to learn that life goes on and she's not the first woman to have ever been dumped."
"You bastard!" Maggie spat out without thinking of the consequences.
"I should take you in right now," he said squaring his jaw.
She looked fiercely into his cold, heartless eyes. "Go ahead. I've done nothing wrong. And what happened between Chris and me is none of your business…oh, I should take that back," she said with a touch of sarcasm in her voice. "You, as usual, couldn't stand to see me happy, so you had to make sure you ruined my life."
"Now, Maggie, what reason would I possibly have?" He chuckled. "You need help. Have you considered seeing a shrink? I can recommend someone, or better yet, you can sign yourself into the state hospital. It appears to me that you're on the verge of a breakdown. A long rest may do you some good."
Her eyes flashed. "Janna came here yesterday just bursting at the seams to tell me about Chris, but you know what? I don't care. He's not worth it."
Brant smirked. "I really couldn't stand to see Chris dating someone so beneath himself…white trash," he sneered. "And if you don't care, then why did you lash out at my wife?"
Maggie's body trembled and she opened her mouth, but before she could speak, Tom hastily grabbed her arm. "Let it go. He's not worth it. He's only trying to provoke you," he whispered close to her ear.
"What's that?" Brant asked moving toward them. "What'd you say, Tom?"
"Nothing, I was just calming Maggie."
"Well, you'd better continue." He put his notepad back into his pocket. "By the way, Maggie, I'll let you know whether my wife decides to press charges against you for making threats against her life. In the meantime, you'd better watch that temper of yours." He tipped his hat as he slowly made his way out of the kitchen through the diner and out the front door.
After Tom was certain that Brant was gone, he slammed his fist on the butcher-block table. "That son of a bitch! Someone has got to do something. He can't keep harassing people like this."
"But he will keep on, Tom. No one can stop him." She was thoughtful for a minute. "At least not yet."
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