#ScintillatingSunday: “I want to rip you apart”
His green eyes roamed over her face. “I want you, Susannah. God, I want you.” His hands left her wrists and cupped her bottom, lifting her. “I want to rip you apart and put you back together again.” She could feel his hardness pressing closer to her center, so close and yet so far. “Yes, please, Jesse.” Her legs wrapped around his waist and he surged inside her. Her head flew back and cracked against the wall, but he didn’t stop thrusting forward, slamming her into the wall as her arms clutched at his shoulders. “ This is what you Read more…
#ScintillatingSunday: Susannah & the Quirt
This #ScintillatingSunday showcases bits from 3 scenes in Rocky Mountain Rogue starring a quirt, Susannah, and her rogue 😀 *** “What’s this?” Susannah touched a wicked looking length of braided leather, about two feet long with two little strips hanging off the end. “That’s a type of whip vaqueros use.” “Vaqueros?” “Ranchers. I worked for a few in Texas.” She touched the long braid with a delicate finger. “You use this on cattle?” “Not this one.” Jesse gave a wicked grin. “The ones I used on cattle were longer and heavier.” “Then, what do you use this for?” When he Read more…
#ScintillatingSunday
Continued from previous posts on Wednesday and Saturday…more from Rocky Mountain Rose: *** “Scoundrel! Blackguard!” “Insults will not save you, Rose.” Lyle’s hand punished her harder, laying strokes on top of already smarting skin. “Stop,” she shrieked. “It hurts.” “It should hurt. Maybe next time you’ll think before you fight the man who’s trying to help you.” Help her? Rose kicked a little as Lyle’s hand peppered her bottom, spanking up one cheek and down the other and covering her buttocks until they burned. He smacked a sensitive spot, and she whimpered, fighting her own tears. “Ouch,” she cried into Read more…
#ScintillatingSunday – “Beg”
* More from Rocky Mountain Bride * His hand came down with a loud smack, but it didn’t hurt. He followed it with a rub that sent sensations reverberating deep inside her. Another spank, another rub, and Carrie whimpered, her legs kicking out for a different reason. It was as if she had a fire inside her and each spank struck out a spark to light the blaze. She gasped, “Please,” and raised her bottom to meet his hand. He slapped and rubbed and rubbed and smacked until she squirmed and tried to rub her greedy center on the bed. Read more…
#ScintillatingSunday : Rocky Mountain Romp
Below: Rose & Lyle get into the holiday spirit in Rocky Mountain Romp *** Snaking his right arm around her, he continued to torment her breasts with that hand, while the left traveled slowly downward, exploring the soft island of her belly, the curve of her hips and the sweet, sweet valley between her legs. By the time he reached his destination, her hips were moving restlessly, an undulating dance that stirred his cock until it strained against his trousers. “What do we have here?” he growled into her ear, stroking her folds with a feather-light touch, and hearing her Read more…
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