At long last, we’ve made it all the way from A to Z. It’s a been a fun if busy month. Thanks to Spanking Romance Reviews for creating and hosting the blog hop. I look forward to participating again next year. For our final topic, I’ve chosen zesty.According to dictionary.com, zesty can meet either spicy or energetic. Therefore, I’m choosing to share a scene from Unexpected Surprises that I think is both spicy and energetic.
With an expression that was equal parts amusement and interest, Grant swallowed the bite she had given him and watched as she took the next bite for herself. Knowing he was watching her, Lainie drew the fork out of her mouth with deliberate slowness. Grant’s eyes widened and flared, the green turning nearly black as his arousal heightened. Encouraged by his response, Lainie continued working her way through the desert, alternating feeding her husband bites and eating her own, all the while trying to play up the eroticism of each motion. Gr was breathing hard long before the desert was finished, and Lainie with more than a little excited herself, though admittedly the lingering soreness put a bit of a damper on proceedings. There was perhaps a quarter of the chocolate confection left when Grant suddenly grabbed her wrist, stilling her in mid-motion. He took the fork out of her hand and tossed it down on the table then pulled her bodily across the table toward him to kiss her hard, pillaging her mouth with his tongue. When he broke away, they were both breathless. He let her go and got to his feet, holding out a hand to her. Lainie scrambled to stand up and take his hand.
To her absolute shock, Grant pulled her to him and then scooped her up in his arms. Lainie squealed in surprise at the sudden movement, but Grant silenced her with another consuming kiss. When he broke away and put her on her feet again, they were in their bedroom. Grant pushed the door closed with one foot and began undoing the buttons of his shirt. Lainie lifted his hands away and undid them herself, trailing small kisses down his chest in her path. He stood still and let her stripped the shirt off of him, but when she reached for the button of his pants, he stopped her, reaching instead for the ends of her shirt and stripping it over her head. Lainie reached automatically to un-clasp her bra, dropping it to the floor.
Grant apparently took that as an invitation to turn his attention to her breasts, he took first one and then the other in his mouth, teasing and circling them in much the same way as she had teased him with the fork. Need shot through Lainie, sharp and hot. “Oh God, please,” she said helplessly, though she couldn’t specified exactly what it is she was begging for if she’d had to.
“Please what?” Grant teased, “stop?”
“Oh hell no,” Lainie said desperately. “Whatever you do, don’t stop.”
Grant reached around her, cupping and squeezing her backside through her jeans. The rough denim pressed against her still warm and sensitive skin, but the soreness only added fuel to the fire. She bucked against him, arching into his very obvious erection. She reached again for the button of his pants, and this time he let her undo them. He let go of her long enough to strip his clothes and shoes away, leaving her to do the same with her own.
Then he grabbed her again, drawing her close, pressing them skin to skin while he devoured her mouth and nipped his way down her neck, all the while guiding them toward the bed. When Lainie’s legs bumped into the edge of the bed, he pushed her down into the mattress, crawling up with her so that he knelt between her legs with her legs up over his shoulders, and entered her in one swift thrust.
All of the soft romance of the candlelight dinner disappeared in a mad whirlwind of desire and need. Their coupling was frantic edging on rough, not that either of them minded in the slightest, least of all Lainie. Grant was slamming into her, and each thrust scraped her sore skin across the sheets. The sparking pain exploded in her blood like fireworks, spurring her on further and further. She was beyond coherence, whimpering, moaning, and gasping. Finally, Grant wedged his hand between them, capturing her clit between his fingers and twisting. She exploded with Grant following her only moments behind.
For their first Valentine’s Day in Corbin’s Bend, Grant Taylor is determined to do something special for his wife Lainie. Lainie, however, has plans of her own. As a middle school teacher, she has volunteered to help plan and chaperone the Valentine dance that is being held for the middle and high school students.
When Grant hears this, he insists that she is working too hard and needs to cut back on the things she has committed to, the first and foremost being the Valentine’s Day dance. Lainie insists that she can’t do that and finally he reluctantly agrees to let her work part of the dance and then come home.
Under extreme protest, Lainie agrees, but when the time comes to admit to her supervisor that she can’t chaperone, she changes her mind and decides Grant is being unreasonable. She determines to chaperone the dance anyway and deal with Grant later. Unfortunately, Lainie’s plan doesn’t work out quite like she intended it to and she is in for quite a few unexpected surprises.