Welcome to the 110th week of My Sexy Saturday.
The rules: Post 7 words, 7 sentences or 7 paragraphs of a WIP or previously published work.
This week’s theme: One Sexy Boy
We all know it just takes one sexy boy to get us going. That boy will turn into the man of our dreams. They can start out on the wrong side of the tracks, the right side of the tracks, the rich side or even the poor side. They can be good or they can be bad, we will love them all the same. They can be space ship captains or one who is hired to protect us with their lives. They can be farmers and casino owners and the list goes on and on. But all of them started out as one sexy boy. They give us hidden looks, a longing gaze, with love’s promise shining in their eyes and all the things that come with love. We love sexy and it’s always so fun to share.
7 from Memories of Us...
“Call, your place is beautiful,” she said, but her gaze went straight to my chest and worked downward. She held a bowl covered in cellophane in her hands. Without taking her attention from my upper body, she set the dish down on the curio table I kept near the door.
“Oh, my.” She ran a fingernail down my core. My muscles twitched and my cock jerked at her touch.
“Your four pack has grown to six, pretty boy. Very nice. Mind if I hold it against me?”
I had no objection. In fact, it sounded like a great idea.
Her gaze never lifted and she started to move closer, smoothing her palms over my ribs.
I angled my arms around her waist and pulled her in. She made a humming sound that transferred from her to me as she flattened her chest against mine. And, to no one’s surprise, especially mine, my cock lengthened.
“Aaaand he’s glad to see me,” she mumbled, her lips brushing my bare shoulder.
When the present and the past collide…
Call Barstow spent the better part of his teenage years fighting off the sexual advances of Karis Hirt. Gorgeous, wild, promiscuous, and his best friend, Trey’s little sister, to boot. This in the teenage boy vernacular is referred to as pure unadulterated hell!
Determined to keep his friends from his sister, Trey swears all his buddies to a hands-off-the-sister pact, which Call takes very seriously. Call’s pledge is only made more torturous when the sensual little vixen, Karis, is determined to make him break his vow. But his constant rejection only drives her to rebel, leaving her reputation in tatters.
Years later, Karis resurfaces in Call's life—a subdued version of the wild child he remembers. Suddenly the pact doesn’t seem important anymore, nor does her spotty reputation. As Call begins to reconcile the past-and-present Karis, he is inundated with memories of her and soon finds himself head over heels with the girl who consumed his youth.
Can Call not only forget but overlook her shadowed sexual history for a bright new future? Or will Karis’ wild past only lead to their eventual ruin?
Have a Sexy Saturday!