Welcome to the 92nd week of My Sexy Saturday.
This week’s theme is Sexy Forever. Think of couples who live forever. You know, your favorite vampires, werewolves, even angels or ghosts. We want to know them all. They can be sexy, hot, sizzling and we want to know all about them.We can think of many, many of these type heroes and heroines. Think of the classics like Dracula or Frankenstein. Think of the writings of authors like Anne Rice or Jim Butcher or Patricia Briggs or Lilith Saintcrow to name a few. These characters are the type that live forever. And while those are the classic types, not all of them are the classic character. Think about the middle-aged woman who suddenly finds herself beautiful once bitten. Or how about the hero who really can save everyone.
The Rules Post 7 paragraphs, 7 sentences or 7 words from a WIP or something published.
A snippet from erotic time-travel Lost Time
Within this frame, his curse is time…
Hannah Keys thinks she’s setting off on the trip of her dreams, but after one mishap after another—beginning with her best friend abandoning her in the airport and ending with the man of her dreams dead—she’s renaming it the vacation from hell.
When Hannah Keys discovers a four-hundred-year-old portrait in Wales, she is intrigued and somewhat saddened by the handsome Highlander portrayed by the artist’s masterful, lifelike strokes. But when she runs into the majorly hunky model for the painting—in the flesh, in the middle of the night—she learns first-hand all about masterful strokes when she shares a night of medieval passion with him.
Lockhart Munro has been cursed inside the portrait until he meets Hannah Keys. For four hundred years, no one has heard him or seen him, let alone touched him. The one woman who can do all these things may be the key to his long-awaited freedom.
But if Hannah sets Lockhart free from his prison, will she be cursed to spend the rest of her lifetime without him?
Or perhaps freeing Lockhart will be just the beginning…
“May I see? Will you show him to me?”
She seemed attached to the portrait…to Lockhart. She didn’t say ‘will you show me it’ but ‘will you show me him’. “It’s right over there.” He pointed to a dark corner where he‘d propped it up and left it. He cocked the shade of the adjustable lamp on his draftsman’s desk so that it illuminated the painting.
She stepped closer. She shook her head slightly, looked at him then back at the painting. “No…” she cried. “No…” Her eyes filled. “That’s not him! That is not Lockhart! It’s just like Jake. Jake wasn’t Jake, and now Lockhart…”
Llachlan tried to gather her into his arms. She batted at him, unwilling to accept his comfort. “No… No, don’t.” She swung her arms away from him.
“No! Why does this keep happening? You!” she accused, pointing in his face. “You look more like him than that does!” She gestured towards it. “Why is that? Why are you him? Why am I attracted to you? Why do you say things to me that he said to me? Why when I look in your eyes do I see him?” she yelled.
He remembered vaguely when he was brutally fucking her among the stones she’d said his name. Not Llachlan but Lockhart. His gut tightened again when he realised he’d answered to it. “Wait, wait, wait.” His mind screeched to a halt. “Do you think you…had a…relationship with this…this apparition?”
“Yeah, yeah, I think I did,” she said, defensively, as if challenging him to prove her wrong. “I know I did.” She pulled her top down and showed him the fading fingerprints on her skin. “He did this to me! And he fucks just like you do! All male aggression and no technique!” she spat.
Llachlan opened his mouth then closed it again. He needed to think about that one. He’d never been accused of being a bad lover. But, then again, he’d only been after one thing out there with her. He’d just wanted to bury himself in her. He still wanted to. His cock jerked again at the thought.
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