The day is finally here! Dex and Remy's story is finally here in Impossible Girl!
Here's a quick excerpt, then you can pop over to the 'shop' tab to pick up your copy ;)
Dex is practically squirming the entire drive to my apartment. I do my best not to laugh at his obvious discomfort. I’m sure he thinks I’m going to try to seduce him again, this time with the ammunition of a prize owed for my teams win today on the paintball field. But, I have too much pride for that. If and when we finally have sex, it’s going to be insane and passionate, not something that I strong arm him into. Although, I’ve already decided that I am going to use my prize request to get a kiss from him. I need to know if his lips are as soft as they look.
“Want to come up for a little bit?” I ask. His gaze remains fixed forward as he clearly engages in an inner debate, before finally giving a curt nod and switching off the engine.
As soon as we’re in my apartment I feel sticky with sweat. I imagine I don’t exactly smell like a rose. Not how I was hoping to feel when I get my first kiss from Dex.
“Would you mind hanging out for a few while I hop in the shower?” I bite my lip and hold my breath for his answer.
“Sure darlin’,” he agrees, settling into my couch.
I take a lightning fast shower and when I’m done I pull my wet hair into a messy bun and pull on a t-shirt and a pair of shorts before heading back out into the living room. Dex is watching the show The Cosmos so I sit down next to him and watch in silence for a few minutes.
“Alright, the suspense is killin’ me darlin’,” Dex says after several minutes.
A smile spreads across my lips and I turn to him with an innocent look on my face.
“What do you mean?”
“What do you want for winning?” he asks, a nervous look in his eyes like he’s not sure he wants to know. I’ve never seen a guy treat sex like it’s a firing squad before. I’m torn between amusement and offense.
“Relax cowboy, when we have sex it’s going to be because you absolutely can’t control yourself one second longer, not because I won a silly game,” I assure him, allowing the heat to seep into my eyes so that he can get the full effect of what I’m saying. He swallows thickly and I notice the tell-tale bulge in his pants. Good.
“So what do you want?”
“Just a kiss.” I lick my lips and wait for his response. I can see his pulse pounding in his throat and it’s all I can do to stop myself from leaning forward and running my tongue along it to elicit a moan from him.
“Okay, just a kiss,” he agrees.
He leans forward but I push him back against the couch and climb into his lap to straddle him. His eyes go wide and I can feel his excitement pressed firmly against my center. I run my fingers through his thick, blond hair like I’ve been envisioning doing for the past two weeks. As soon as his lips part in a moan I go in for the kill, devouring his lips. I suck his tongue into my mouth and take control of the kiss. He gives as good as he gets, challenging me for control with his lips, teeth, and tongue. Dex meets my tongue stroke for stroke, and nibbles my bottom lip when I pull back for air, his hands grasp my hips, keeping me from grinding into him like I so desperately want to.
My heart is thundering and my panties are soaked. I’ve never been this worked up in my entire life, and if he can do this to me with just one kiss I can’t wait to know what sex with him is like.
“Remy,” he gasps, his voice filled with desperation. I know that we’ve both just about reached the limits of our self-control. I reluctantly climb off of his lap and seat myself on the opposite end of the couch so that I’m not tempted to jump him again. “That was somethin’ else.”
“That’s an understatement,” I agree with a laugh.
“Go on a date with me?” he asks, vulnerability seeping into his voice. My heart leaps with hope, the word ‘yes’ is right on the tip of my tongue but I bite it back. I’m standing on the edge of a cliff and I’m too afraid to take the leap. If I let him in, I’ll give him the power to break me. When he leaves it will break me. I shake my head ‘no’ and avoid his gaze. I can’t bear to see the disappointment in his eyes, or for him to see the same in mine.
“I’m not giving up darlin’. We’d be good together, I know that you can see that, too.”
I hope he doesn’t, because I desperately want to say ‘yes’.
Here's and extra for all of you Asher addicts ;)
**warning this scene contains mature content. Enjoy you dirty birdies ;)
“Wow, you must be a pretty big deal for us to get our own private tour,” Eve whispers as we follow the NASA tour guide through the nearly empty building.
“I was told to make sure to give you two the royal treatment, the big boys upstairs have told me that Asher is going to be a big deal around here once he finishes his doctorate.”
I blush at our tour guide’s words. On some level I still can’t believe they are impressed enough with me to really want me to join their team once my doctorate is completed. I’ve dreamed of this since I was a child. In fact, there’s not much in my life that isn’t going my way these days. I’ve got my beautiful girlfriend, my friends, and I’m well on my way to my dream career. If I was superstitious I’d be stocking up on rabbit feet to ward off any possible bad ju-ju. I mean, how much good luck can one guy have?
“What’s wrong?” Eve whispers.
“Nothing at all Angel. I was just wondering if we can manage to slip away from Trisha here so I can try to charm my way into your panties.”
“I’m not wearing any.”
Her words are like a shot of viagra, I’m just barely able to bite back a groan.
“You guys are going to enjoy our next stop, it’s the flight simulator,” Trisha announces.
“Awesome, can we try it out?”
Eve giggles at my enthusiasm. I’m sure I sound like a kid on Christmas, but I’ve always wanted to try the flight simulator. The summer I interned here I never got around to giving it a go.
“Only if you promise not to tell anyone I let you, that piece of equipment is worth millions.”
“Deal,” I agree quickly, rubbing my hands together enthusiastically.
Trisha leads us down the hall to a fairly large, mostly empty room. In the center is what appears to be a huge white box, with a set of stairs leading up to it.
“Here it is, the flight simulator.”
I grab Eve’s hand and practically drag her up the steps, grinning like an idiot. Seriously, I can’t believe how cool this is. We climb inside and my eyes are darting everywhere at once, taking in all of the controls in the small area, and the two cramped seats.
“Oh shoot, I’m supposed to be starting another tour in five minutes. Are you two alright if I leave you alone?”
“Uh yeah, if you’re sure that’s okay.” I certainly don’t want Trisha losing her job because I was dying to play in the flight simulator.
“Absolutely, like I said, you’re the new golden boy.” Trisha gives me a wink before waving goodbye and leaving Eve and I alone.
“Are you ready to see what this baby can do?” I ask, pointing Eve to one seat while I close the door and get settled into my own.
“What’s going to happen?” Eve asks with a hint of nervousness in her voice. “I mean, this isn’t the thing that spins you around until you puke is it?”
I bark out a laugh, remembering all too well the last time Eve and I went on a spinning ride together. I’d ended up covered in her vomit. Although, I can’t complain about how that day ended.
“What are you thinking about with that sexy smirk?” She asks, her hand reaching out and caressing my arm. That’s when I remember that she’s not wearing panties.
“I’m thinking about my sexy Angel, sitting over there in a skirt, without any panties on,” I answer gruffly.
“It’s not a short skirt,” Eve defends herself with a glint in her eyes.
“No, but the easy access is tempting as hell. Why don’t you climb up in my lap and we’ll try this thing out.”
Eve shimmy’s over onto my lap without question. It’s ridiculously cramped but I’m not about to complain, especially when she grinds her ass against my erection.
“If I remember correctly there was something about semi-public sex on that naughty list of yours wasn’t there?” I ask, slowly drawing a finger up the inside of her thigh. She shudders with pleasure and melts into me.
“I can’t remember. If not, I think it’s an excellent addition.”
“That’s my naughty angel.”
My lips trail along the soft skin on her neck while my hands continue their exploration. Her legs fall open for me and I can’t deny that gives me a sense of primal satisfaction. She’s all mine.
“Fuck baby, you’re so wet for me,” I groan against her neck, grinding my hard cock against her ass.
“Asher, please,” she moans as my finger draws lazy circles against her clit, not fast enough to get her off, just enough to make her desperate to be filled by me.
“Please what?” I lightly nip her shoulder before plunging my middle finger into her tight little pussy. “You want me to fuck you, sweetheart?”
I give her a few more teasing thrusts with my finger before pulling it out and easing her off my lap so I can unzip my pants.
“Can you turn around for me?”
Eve manages to turn around, although I’ll admit it wasn’t graceful in the tight quarters, and then looks down at my hard cock with a hungry smile. She reaches down and wraps her delicate fingers around me, giving me a few firm strokes.
“Fuck, that feels good baby.”
“I know I don’t have any basis for comparison, but I’m pretty sure you have the greatest cock of all time.”
That primal pride surges in my chest again. And, I also can’t help but notice how casually she said ‘cock’. She’s come such a long way in such a short time. She’s gone from the shy girl I met the day before classes started, to the beautiful, confident woman stroking my cock just right.
I grab her hips and guide her down onto me, desperate to feel her hot pussy enveloping me.
“Fuck Angel, I love your tight pussy,” I groan as she eases down onto me, until I’m buried balls deep in heaven.
“It loves you, too.”
I would laugh if I wasn’t so busy trying not to come embarrassingly soon. I lift her shirt to expose her bra, and then yank the lacy cups to the sides so I can lick her delicious, pink nipples. I tug one of her nipple rings between my teeth as she continues to roll her hips, rubbing her clit against me with each thrust. Her fingers thread through my hair and tug, telling me she wants it harder. I move my focus to her other nipple, so it doesn’t feel left out of course, and tug that nipple ring a little more firmly than the first.
“Oh god, yes,” she cries out, riding me faster. My balls tighten and the hot tingling at the base of my spine warns of my impending eruption. Her pussy clamps down around my cock, and I swear I nearly forget my own name. Luckily Eve is kind enough to shout it repeatedly for me. I thrust my hips once more and then lose myself in her.
“We just had sex in the flight simulator at NASA, that seems really bad ass,” Eve says once she catches her breath and fixes her clothes. I laugh as I zip my pants back up.
“It really was. Now, I wonder if there’s a button on this thing to simulate hyper drive.”
My Writing Room:
This topic is sort of a foreign concept to me, because I guess in a lot of ways the world is my writing room. The thought of holing up in a room to write makes me itch a little, and makes the ADD person in my head start to pace. I write on my laptop so I can write wherever I am. I do write a significant amount on my couch. But, I've also been known to write in class, in my car (while stopped of course), outside, or pretty much anywhere else I happen to be when the mood strikes.
So, I want to start by saying: Don't panic, there are 3 more Sexy Nerd Boys novels planned (not counting Impossible Girl). But, I like to think ahead. And, I have a few new characters whispering in my ear. In fact, I have 2 series in mind for after the Sexy Nerd Boys. What I need from you is to know which series YOU want me to write first. Below I'll have both options. Just comment which you like more and the most popular series is the one I'll focus on first. Fun, right?!
Option one: The first option is tentatively titled the Pin-Up Tattoo series. This series will revolve around the sexy, tattooed men who own and work at a tattoo parlor. This series has some kinkier sex than the Sexy Nerd Boys or the other series option, including a book that will contain MFM menage. Additionally, some of these books have slightly darker themes. Contemporary romance.
Option Two: This series is a little more difficult to briefly describe the links between characters. Suffice to say some characters in this series include: A spunky vet tech, a few crazy veterinarians, an emotionally damaged Marine, and a few swoony, British rockers. Some songs that have been inspiring these characters are: Taylor Swift-Wildest Dreams, Panic! at the Disco- Death of a Bachelor, Good Charlotte- Boys and Girls...
So tell me, which appeals?