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Welcome to my blog! I write sensual/erotic lesbian romances. I also dabble in poetry and have recently begun writing screenplays. I hope you enjoy your visit!

Thursday, July 17, 2014

Behind Closed Doors


After witnessing two brutal murders, a woman is given a new identity and whisked away to a depressing remote location. When the male agent she'd known for the past two years is suddenly replaced by a beautiful female agent it doesn't take long for her to realize everything else that's been missing from her life. She's determined to force the agent to see that protection is not all she needs. Will her physical needs jeopardize her safety?

Excerpt

Summer was an attractive woman and it had been a long time since Kera had been totally alone with the same sex, not to mention, far too long since she'd been intimate. Her mind drifted to the romantic nights Steffi and she used to share and the passion they'd felt when their love was unleashed. Her lips trembled. She'd never have that again. Steffi was gone.
Still, she couldn't stop the long dormant feelings Summer was causing to re-emerge from the depths of her soul. She thought those feelings and emotions would remain buried forever, but slowly, throughout the night, the presence of Summer was causing them to poke through her being and cause her heart to do flip-flops and the blood to pound in her veins with a need Summer would be unable to fulfill. Summer had earlier asked her what she could do for her, but this was one problem the agent couldn't fulfill. Still Kera could hope. She audibly let her breath out in a rush.

"Are you all right, Kera?" Summer's soft voice sounded in the quietness. 


Thursday, July 3, 2014

The Prize


Entering a contest to win a date gets Micki more than she bargained for when The Prize has a goal of her own.

Excerpt

"Wow! Starlyn looks hot tonight!" Micki's best friend, Liz said.

She looked at Liz and smiled. "She always does." Starlyn was wearing a short black dress with a plunging neckline that showed plenty of cleavage. She wished that she was the one on the stage next to her instead of Taylor. If Starlyn would only give her a chance.

Micki and her three closest friends rarely missed their weekly Saturday night out together, but when obligations kept the others away, Micki could still be found at TM's every Saturday night and often several times during the week.

"May I have everyone's attention?" Starlyn asked.

Micki's eyes turned backed to Starlyn.

"We're going to have a contest with all proceeds going to the building fund for the new shelter being constructed for the homeless gay and lesbian youth."

"How generous of Marti and Tina," Liz murmured.

Micki nodded, not wanting to miss anything Starlyn was about to say.

"The winner receives--" Starlyn turned to Taylor who in turn signaled to the drummer. After the drummer was finished with her rift, Starlyn continued. "The winner wins a date with me!" 

Loud whoops went up from the crowd.

"You going to enter?" Liz asked as she peered at Micki with a wide grin. "You've been lusting after her for the past two years. Now's your chance to finally get her alone."

Micki shrugged. "It depends on what I have to do and the rules. You know that I'm not much for competitive activities."

"I'd be concentrating more on the prize."

"I always am." Micki said with a sly grin.



Thursday, June 19, 2014

The Necklace


When unexplainable events occur while wearing a necklace that once belonged to her late grandmother, a woman wonders if the necklace holds the key to her destiny.

Excerpt

Lara observed Skye during dinner. Something was bothering her and Lara wouldn't rest until she pried it out of her. Maybe she was upset with Lara's impending move. She'd miss having her around, but she loved Ian and was looking forward to moving in with him. She and Skye both had known that the day would come when one of them would find her knight in shining armor and move out of the apartment they'd shared since graduating high school six years ago. They'd both attended community college while working part time. She hoped in time that Ian and Skye would get along since they were the two people she loved most in this world.

She put her hand around the necklace. A warm sensation crept through her chest. It might have alarmed her if it had been an unpleasant feeling, but it wasn't. The sensation was soothing. She looked at Skye's face, seeing her in a way she never had before. Her face was soft, beautiful, with dark brown almond shaped eyes and wavy chestnut brown hair, which hung delicately around her face. She was petite, slender and very feminine. Lara couldn't understand Skye's problems with the opposite sex, but then Skye had never seemed to believe that she needed a man to make her feel complete. Lara envied her that. Not that she thought she needed a man to complete her, but admittedly knew that she needed someone to lean on. She never had been as independent as Skye.

"Why don't we go to Flanagan's after the movie? Make a night of it."

"I'd like that," Skye replied as her eyes locked with the emerald.

Lara glanced around the room, then turned her attention back to Skye. "I've been getting a lot of strange looks all evening."

"It's the necklace...it's so beautiful! I've never seen anything like it before."

"Me either." She touched it again, but this time felt a jolt as she looked at Skye. The warm sensation that had only been in her chest, now crept from her fingertips and spread throughout her whole body. Her cheeks grew warm.

"What's wrong, Lara? Are you ill?"

"No...let's go."

Skye's eyes narrowed as she gazed at the radiant emerald. "What are you feeling?"

Beads of perspiration popped out on Lara's forehead. "It's a beautiful warm sensation. It's beyond description." She gazed at Skye's stunning face and then flushed and turned away. "Let's just go home...unless you want to go to a movie and Flanagan's."

Skye shook her head. "Going out was your idea, remember?"

Lara numbly nodded as she wondered how to keep the feelings surging through her under control. "I'll make it up to you." 



Thursday, June 5, 2014

Out Of Control


Alex is in a loveless relationship with Chelsea, but feels responsible for her. Then she meets Molly, a woman who immediately captures her heart. As things heat up between them, Alex sets out to remove Chelsea from her home before Molly finds out that they're still living together.

Excerpt

"I'm not sorry, Alex," Molly quietly replied, her gaze boring into Alex's. Her lips came closer and lingered briefly before hungrily seeking Alex's.

When she forced her tongue inside Alex's mouth, Alex knew she should stop her before the situation got out of control, but as her tongue joined Molly's, she realized that it was too late. All of her pent up emotions poured out and she found herself wanting Molly as much as Molly wanted her. Her arms went around Molly and she held her tightly, never wanting to let her go.

Molly's hands massaged her back and slowly slipped under her shirt. Alex trembled at her touch as a warm heat, starting at her toes, spread throughout her body. Her pussy felt like it was on fire. She carefully unbuttoned Molly's blouse. Her hands eagerly sought Molly's firm breasts, fondling them as Molly broke the kiss and planted soft kisses on her neck. Molly had aroused her to the point of no return.

"Let's go to your bed," she hoarsely whispered.

Molly took her hand and silently led her down the hallway, into her darkened bedroom and to the king-sized bed. She sat on the edge of the bed and took both of Alex's hands in hers. The moonlight shining through the window cast a soft glow on her face. Alex knelt before her, kissed her hands and then disengaged her own. She drew Molly close as her mouth traveled over Molly's lilac scented flesh. She lingered at the waistband of Molly's jeans and slowly unbuttoned them. 



Thursday, May 22, 2014

Seduced


My short story Seduced is included in the Sapphic Planet anthology.

Kate finds solace from her crumbling relationship in a secluded bar where no one knows her. Night after night at exactly the same time, a beautiful brunette appears and puts on a seductive display for Kate's eyes only. The woman never says a word, but Kate knows what she wants. Now that Kate is finally free, will the beautiful seductress finally give her what she's been promising?

Excerpt

Kate relaxed in the booth while the brunette teased her with her body. Her eyes once again moved to the woman's thighs. The woman's legs were slightly parted and she ran her fingertips across her inner thighs. Kate swallowed hard as she watched her toss her long dark hair over one shoulder. She shifted in her chair and saw the woman's skirt rise even higher. Her breath caught in her throat as she visualized her mouth caressing the beauty's soft mound before forcing her tongue inside of her. A sharp pang between her legs caused Kate to squirm. The woman looked at her and Kate saw the lust in her eyes as she moved her fingertips from her inner thighs and spread herself apart.



Thursday, May 8, 2014

Partners: Beyond The Shadows


Private Investigator Frankie Barker's life is put in jeopardy when an ex-convict vows revenge on those he feels responsible for putting him in prison over thirty-five years ago. The problem is, she was a child at the time, as were all the names on his list. As he eliminates each name on the list, the pressure is on to catch him before Frankie becomes his next victim.

Excerpt

Minutes later, as they lay side by side, Frankie knew that if her life ended at this moment, she would die a happy woman.

"What are you thinking, baby?" Johanna asked softly. Her fingertips wound through Frankie's chestnut hair.

"Just how much I love you. Have I told you that lately?" 

"At least ten times a day." Johanna propped herself on an elbow and stared down at her. "And I love you. I never knew what love was until you, Frankie."

Frankie smiled, but before she could reply, her cell phone rang. She groaned. "Who would be calling this early?" She sighed as she reached for the phone sitting on the nightstand table. She looked at the name displayed. "It's George." Her heart began to pound. Sheriff George Ryker wouldn't be calling unless something was wrong.
She flipped the phone open and put it on speaker. "Good morning, George."

"I'm sorry to bother you so early, Frankie, but I'd like you and Johanna to stop in my office before you go to work."

"No problem," Frankie replied. "Do you have some summonses you need delivered?"

"Yes, but there's something else I need to talk to you about." He paused. "I wouldn't ask if it wasn't important."

Frankie frowned. "What's wrong, George? Has something happened?"

"I'll explain when you get here."

He disconnected before she could ask another question.



Thursday, April 24, 2014

Partners: Blinded By The Trees


Private Investigators Frankie Barker and Johanna Obrien are looking forward to a relaxing Christmas holiday with Frankie's mother, Selma. When they stumble upon a body behind some trees while picking out their perfect Christmas tree, their relaxing holiday is put on hold.

When Sheriff George Ryker asks for their help on an unrelated case, they soon realize that the two cases are connected. They uncover some disturbing details about the victim's life but can't understand why anyone would want him dead, and especially what he could have done to cause someone to attack him so viciously.

Excerpt

Johanna smiled. "But those are memories you'll always have and treasure."

She nodded. "And traditions I'll always keep alive."

"I'm glad," Johanna said. She looked toward the stove. "I see you've got your pot of famous chili cooking." She sniffed appreciatively.

Frankie wiped her hands on her apron. "And my homemade cornbread is ready for the oven tomorrow. All I need to do now is wait for Mom to get here." She walked over to the counter where the coffee maker sat. She poured two cups of coffee and carried them to the breakfast nook where they ate most of their meals. Johanna joined her and they gazed out of the window at the fat snowflakes beginning to fall.

"It's snowing. I didn't hear anything about snow on the weather forecast. I hope your mom doesn't have any trouble with the weather."

"Nah, she'll be okay. She's used to driving in the snow. We're not due for any major accumulations as far as I know. I worry more about the rain turning to ice."

"I forgot you grew up in worse weather than we ever get here." She stirred some cream and sugar into her coffee. "I can't wait to see what our artificial tree is going to look like."

Frankie's eyes sparkled. "We'll fix it up and no one will ever know that it's not real. I'm going to make some homemade eggnog, or Mom will, and we'll play Christmas songs. It'll be so much fun!"

Johanna reached across the table, grabbed her hand, and squeezed it. "I love the way your face lights up this time of year. You're like a little kid waiting for Santa."

"I suppose I still believe in Christmas miracles just like when I was a kid." She pulled a small notebook with attached pen from her apron pocket.

Johanna lifted an eyebrow. "What's that?" 


"This is my list of everything we need to get finished before Christmas. I think we've got most of it done. We just need to drag out the tree decorations."

"I can't believe it's almost Christmas. It seems like yesterday it was Thanksgiving."

"Me either. This month has flown by."

The gate intercom buzzed startling them. They looked quizzically at each other. "I don't know who that could be," Johanna said, rushing to the security panel, which was unobtrusively located on the wall outside of the breakfast nook. She pushed the intercom button.

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