It’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! This time, I’m sharing another snog from my M/F erotic romance novella, City Nights: One Night in Paris.

“Pretty quick. And yeah, once definitely won’t be enough. It’s going to take more than one go for me to get my fill of you, sweetheart.” Slipping his hand behind her neck, he pulled her in for a kiss. Her lips parted immediately, and he pushed his tongue into her mouth, searching out hers. They met in a hot, wet embrace, twining together.

Jacob wondered if she could taste her own juices, and whether she minded. Given the way she was kissing him back, he suspected if she could, then it didn’t bother her. He’d obviously been with some damn prudish women in the past without even knowing.

He cradled her face, deepening the kiss, allowing his desire for her to take over once more. Gripping her hips, he rolled onto his back and pulled her on top of him, without breaking their embrace. Releasing her, he shifted his hands up to her breasts, cupping and squeezing them, tweaking the nipples as they continued to enthusiastically explore each other’s mouths.

Annabelle shifted her bottom down his body, so she was perched just above his crotch. As a result, his shaft rested between her bottom cheeks. Unable to resist, he reached down and pushed the fleshy globes together, trapping his cock. He rocked his hips, effectively masturbating himself. A groan escaped his lips as the delicious sensations rushed through his body.

You can get your hands on City Nights: One Night in Paris here.

Also, don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!

It’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! This time, I’m sharing a less traditional snog from my M/F erotic romance novella, City Nights: One Night in Paris. Let’s just say there are lips involved, but some are lower down than others… 😉 This follows on directly from last week’s snog.

Jacob couldn’t have been happier as sweet pussy juices flowed onto his lips and chin, and the beautiful woman producing them swore, panted and wriggled beneath him. He had to push down harder on her thighs to hold her still, otherwise she would have bucked his mouth right off of her. He sensed she was growing close to coming, so that was absolutely not an option.

Annabelle’s clit grew and he continued to suck and flick it with his tongue, while moving his right hand from her thigh and slipping it between them. He quickly sought entrance to her soaking hole and pushed inside, the copious wetness easing his passage. Her walls clenched around him, and his neglected cock gave a lurch as his brain made the connection between what she felt like around his fingers and what she would feel like around his shaft. God, he couldn’t wait to get inside this amazing woman.

Curving his fingers, he sought her G-spot and found it without too much trouble—the spongy bump on the inner wall of her pussy was also enlarged. Shifting his hand a little, he figured out the best position to stimulate it, then went to town. Rubbing and pressing at her G-spot, he continued to torment her clit, bringing her ever closer to climax.

Jacob was soon glad he was in a high-class hotel with thick walls, because Annabelle, it seemed, was a screamer. First, her swearing and blasphemy grew louder and more frequent, then, as her body clenched and gushed at his ministrations, beyond the point of no return, she fell momentarily silent. She froze for a second or two. Jacob continued what he was doing, concentrating hard on the simultaneous stimulation of her two pleasure spots, determined to give her a damn good time. An instant later, it paid off.

You can get your hands on City Nights: One Night in Paris here.

Also, don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!

It’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! This time, I’m sharing a less traditional snog from my M/F erotic romance novella, City Nights: One Night in Paris. Let’s just say there are lips involved, but some are lower down than others… 😉

Shuffling into position between Annabelle’s parted thighs, Jacob’s mouth watered as he caught the scent of her pussy. Her needy, eager pussy. Moving closer still, he pulled in a deep breath through his nostrils, the delectable musky, sexy smell making him even keener to taste her, tease her, and make her come all over his lips, tongue and chin.

Propping himself up on his elbows, he flattened his palms against Annabelle’s inner thighs and pushed them further apart. She gasped, but didn’t resist.

Now he had totally unimpeded access, and intended to make the most of it. Licking his lips, he then pressed them to her lower ones. Immediately, he poked out his tongue again, delving between her folds, humming loudly with pleasure as her juices exploded onto his taste buds. Impossibly, she tasted even better than she smelled. Tart, yet sweet and madly addictive.

He pushed his tongue inside her as far as he could manage, drinking her up with relish and grinning mentally as Annabelle moaned and writhed. It was a promising start—he hadn’t even really gotten going yet and she seemed to be enjoying herself, so giving her a mind-blowing orgasm should be easy. He’d always enjoyed going down on women, so burying his face between the thighs of such a responsive one was heaven.

Avoiding her clit for as long as possible, he licked, nibbled and sucked at her until he could resist no longer. Without warning, he gave the swollen bud a long, hard swipe with his tongue, making her jolt, then pulled it between his lips. Sucking gently at first, he allowed her to get used to the pressure, then slowly increased it.

You can get your hands on City Nights: One Night in Paris here.

Also, don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!