Friday, August 9, 2013


I'm terrible at being an author. Or terrible at being an organized author. 9 days ago-- Yeah, 9. I told you I'm terrible-- I started posting a line every day from At Her Feet on facebook, tumblr, and twitter. Why didn't I post it here too? Cause I suck. Here's what I've posted so far. I'll update it every day, for the month of August. Also keep a heads up on tumblr and twitter and facebook, I'll be giving away books!


I’m previewing AT HER FEET , one line at a time. :)

Day 1: "Shit, she could lead me around Hawaii on a leash, naked as a baby if wants."

Day 2: “I think she’s about to lecture me on back-talking. Instead she takes my chin in her hand and kisses me.”

Day 3: “I shuffle to the floor and in a heartbeat, my head is under her skirt.”

Day 4: “You can get more if your nephew never walks again,” Holly says.

Day 5: “I realize she means for me to sleep alone again, and I’m disappointed, but this time I keep my mouth shut.”

Day 6: “What’s the point of lotioning up your naked plaything if you’re not gonna linger on the butt?”

Day 7: “He tilts my phone and looks closer at the picture. ”The duckies are cute, but you need a wax, girl.’”

Day 8: “I squirm some more, trying to get her fingers a little farther down.”

Day 9: “’You’re naked in a cage on the side of the freeway, and you need me to comes save you.’ That’s how he says hello.”

Day 10: “I feel her fingers on me next, cool with lube as she runs a slippery glob up and down my crack.”

Day 11:  “I cry out, lifting my hips off the bed, but my shifting doesn't get me any closer to what I want.”

Day 12: “I'm going to take care of you when we get home, little girl. What I want to do to you we cannot do in public."

Day 13: "But I love you. Please reconsider."

Day 14: “I see how you've gotten so far in marketing.”

Day 15: “Wow, thank you. That's—thank you.”

Day 16: "She warms my ass with a controlled spanking and makes my pussy swell with every stroke of her tongue."

Day 17: "I'm starting to understand about the wanting."

Day 18: I look up into her deep-brown eyes and swallow as that smile touches the corner of her lips.

Day 19: The tears come so fast, the kind that come so thick and hot you don't even attempt to wipe them away

Day 20: "Oh my God. Hi," pops out of my mouth first. I'm shocked but pleased, and that overwhelms much of my brain.

Day 21: My hand drifts to Pilar's thigh, and soon the soothing feeling of her skin helps calm my thudding heart.

Day 22: There’s no need for her to move because in a few minutes I’m going to ask her if we can do it again.

Day 23: Everything about her is round and plump, from her cheeks to her large breasts to her hips. Her whole body is inviting.

Day 24: Her arms are around me, and instantly, I feel better.

Day 25: “That’s it. Good girl. Ride me just like that,” she says, and I know the pace suits her.

Day 26: She's fighting a smile as she lightly takes my chin in her hand. “Is there something I can help you with, baby?”

Day 27: I can't see straight and birds are singing in my ears. My butt feels great.

Day 28: “Son of bitch.” She sucks in a breath through her teeth. “You have a gorgeous pussy, Suzanne. And look how wet you are.”

Day 29: She touches my knee lightly before pulling her hand away. “You're not in trouble.”

Day 30: I was happy to submit to Laurel's hand, or flog, or paddle, but I needed more. I needed her affection with my subservience. 

Day 31: This is my my little girl, and I will protect her not because she is my submissive or even my property, but because I love her.

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