“Prince’s seed was sown. He emerged from Cinnamon glistening, wet, leaving vestiges of their intercourse on her sheeny rump.”
The Gamble - LaVyrle Spencer.
STOP retweeting someone who included you in a follow Friday or a writer Wednesday—often these are impersonal and by RTing them you are showing us just how lazy you are.
Also, stop @ replying some people and including their name at the end. I don’t really want to see that you are talking with someone I don’t know. I don’t care.
From Camille’s Seduction: Dukes of Desire. Very NSFW.
Also, very lame. The excerpt needs an editor and an enema. This sort of confirms my suspicions that Siren is becoming an author mill for stroke books. Stroke away, ladies!
If you decide to use the obvious description for the head of the male apparatus, please expect me to make many Darth-Vader-in-your-pants jokes.
Still cuts me up when I see it. Reminds me of the starlings that hang out in the rain gutter.