Secret Cravings Publishing
Christmas Eve. Jennifer Perkins needs the perfect gift for Sir and time is running out. Tough economic times have put a drain on her bank account, but she’s determined to give her lover something special. Short on cash, she sells a treasure, plus more than she bargained. Love—more precious than diamonds and gold.
Christmas Eve. Chris Bryant needs the perfect present for his live-in submissive, Angel, and he can’t wait until tomorrow. He may have lost his job of choice, but the New Year looks promising. Tonight is the night to make a change. The gift has to be extraordinary, and the only way is to give up his prized possession. Love—more precious than objects.
The two lovers are wrapped in a world beyond their control. Selflessness is the ultimate gift of love—one relinquishes a valued treasure, the other sells part of themselves for the special gift.
“Trust me to take care of you, Jen. Always.”
“I do trust you.”
After a few moments of silence, lying in his embrace, she knew she had a lot to do before leaving for the restaurant. Jennifer ran her fingers along his taut chest and pushed back. “You need to finish getting ready and I have things to do.”
“Mmm, yes we do.” He glanced at his watch. “I have a little time before leaving for work.”
A sparkle came to his cappuccino-colored eyes and she knew what he meant.
Two fingers moved and lifted her chin. He wore an expression that filled her heart. Last night they played for hours before falling asleep, sated in each other’s arms. The sleep didn’t last long, as she awakened several times, and tossed and turned, the anticipation of the morning arriving kept her mind racing.
Without warning, Chris rolled to his knees and knocked back the bedcoverings, revealing her nakedness. He straddled her thighs, then grabbed her by the waist and pulled her flat on her back. He lowered his body, covering her mouth with a fierce kiss. His tongue traced the seam between her lips, and she opened for him, tasting the minty mouthwash and savored the masculine essence of Chris as he devoured her mouth. The heat of him exploded within her and encircled her body. His hands wound into her matted, long hair as he deepened the kiss until she was breathless.
As the next wave of pleasure swept over her, she moaned with delight. After the countless sleepless nights over the last couple of months, he was the only constant in the chaos of financial worries swallowing them. She was loved and returned that love. Chris fulfilled all her sexual cravings and nothing else in the world mattered when he held her in his arms.
He broke the kiss and smiled. “Tonight, at seven, will you meet me at…Rockefeller Center?”
The pounding of her heart had the adrenaline flowing. Christmas Eve at Rockefeller Center, the site of their second date. He planned something special, maybe his plans related to the pawn ticket she found a week ago?
Jennifer blinked and tingles danced across her skin. “Yes, I’ll meet you. I’ll call in sick for my night shift.” She reached to spin the diamond line bracelet on her wrist. Soon, her favorite and most sentimental piece of jewelry will be gone, but for a good reason.
With a slow, determined movement, he slid his hands over her breasts. He lowered his head and ran his tongue over one nipple, then sucked the hard, pink tip into his mouth. She never tired of his gentle touch, but sensed him debating to use a restraint on her. Normally, she yearned for the confines and the enhanced pleasure it delivered, but this morning, she didn’t care. She dug her nails into his back, and clung to him. His hardening shaft thickened against her belly and she shivered with the anticipation of his cock inside. His other hand slid over her other breast, teasing the nipple with his thumb and finger. She arched into him.
Romantic Words from Cynthia ~
I reside in Orlando, Florida, The Land of Magic, surrounded by my treasured gems, a caring, loving husband, dutiful and loyal daughter, and precious, delightful granddaughter. Oh and I can’t forget my mischievous Yorkshire Terrier, Thumper.
I have been a “Navy Brat” all my life, calling a different port home every couple of years—from Southern California, to Boston, to Virginia, to Florida. I’ve developed wandering feet and diverse interests and passionately incorporate those experiences into my stories, bringing characters to life, and eloquently sharing the vivid images of my mind with my audience.
I worked as a real estate broker for over twenty years before retiring to Florida. After becoming an avid reader of romance and paranormal in particular, I turned to writing to stretch my creative muscle. Those ideas of faraway places and quirky characters lay dormant for years and finally demanded their story be told. I found I loved the more erotic side bordering on erotica because I believed in “telling it like it is,” instead of glossing over the details with flowery words and closing the doors to the sex. I love writing something a little different to the vampire world and because of the love for showing my heroes differently, I created two different worlds of vampires for my readers.
I plan on putting some mileage on those wandering feet and travel to exotic locations in the coming years. So look for the journeys to be expressed in Romantic Words by Cynthia in the future.
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