Unofficial Six Sentence Sunday

Six Sentence Sunday

This week's Six Sentence Sunday is a selection from one of my current WIP. I hope you enjoy it!

Whenever Reed Brenner thought of cowboys he pictured country music, faded blue jeans and slow smiles. But Tucker Morgan made him think of leather chaps and the pungent smell of a sexy sweaty man. In short he made him think of sex and the problem was he made most people think of sex in a none too subtle way. Now his sponsors were worried his bad boy reputation was just a little too risqué for their target audience so here Reed was once again in charge of reforming a bad boy into the poster boy for family values. Two years ago he had taken Hollywood’s most notorious womanizer, a man known for prostitutes and drugs and he was now a father both on screen and off and one of the industry’s most stand-up guys.

His next assignment had been a Lothario of the left field sports hero, then a Casanova politician and his last client had been an adulterous old patriarch of a fortune 500 company.

Six Sentence Sunday

This week's Six Sentence Sunday is a selection from my current WIP. I hope you enjoy it!

The converted factory was rather attractive and the interior was austere without being stark, a mixture of sterile and fashionable. There was only one person in the large shop and he gave Harmon a welcoming smile. “So you’ve decided today is the day?” Harmon frowned at the odd turn of phrase. He didn’t know what to say or do and just stood there speechless. The other man seemed to smile even wider and Harmon was a little disconcerted with the fact he looked rather cherubic for a handsome young man.

Harmon is fast becoming one of my favorite characters and I cannot wait to see what develops between him and Brad and the handsome cupid who brings them together.

Six Sentence Sunday -- September 25

Matt's Magic Fingers

I felt Matt’s firm fingers dig into the muscles of my ass and I couldn’t stifle my moan. I stopped talking mid-sentence and I could not remember what I had been saying. He’d been working the area for a little while and I felt as if I had gone from a pliable puddle in his hand to a rock hard hormone. He lifted the sheet again, “On to your back again.”

I panicked. I could feel my dick trying to drill through the massage table and I knew there was no way to get myself under control before rolling over.

Matt's Magic Fingers is available now from xoxo publishing as part of Tina B's Alternative Romance Vol. 2

http://www.amazon.com/Tina-Bs-Anthology-2-ebook/dp/B005KLRRDM/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1316389210&sr=8-1

SSS -- Matt's Magic Fingers

Matt's Magic Fingers

"Okay I’ll step into the back room to grab supplies and give you three minutes of privacy to undress." His tone was authoritative and without giving it any thought I shucked my clothing, folding it and placing it on the small chair by the door. I hopped up on the table, covered myself completely with the sheet. I had wrapped myself from toes to Adam’s apple and I’d just settled down when he stepped back into the room wearing something that was a cross between an apron and a tool belt.

An image of him wearing nothing but that belt had my cock twitching, "Oh shit," I muttered.

"Pardon," he asked.

Matt's Magic Fingers is available now from xoxo publishing as part of Tina B's Alternative Romance Vol2.

http://www.amazon.com/Tina-Bs-Anthology-2-ebook/dp/B005KLRRDM/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1316389210&sr=8-1