S.D. Grady - Wrapping Up the Holidays--Short Style + Contest

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Enter to win a PDF copy of Dinner and a Movie". This is an erotic short read.

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Wrapping Up the Holidays--Short Style
by S.D. Grady

Have you ever noticed how there's never enough time come December? Besides all your ordinary problems of work, kids, house, pets, chores, and relatives, now there's shopping, parties, wrapping, cooking...Believe me I know what you're talking about. For weeks on end it seems like the hours normally spent on your favorite TV show, a night at the movies or just cuddling up in front of the fire are distant memories. "Me" time has vanished into thin air. And oh, not good at all for our sanity.

So, today I am prescribing thirty minutes of anti-seasonal treatments. A bubble bath, mani or pedi, get your hair done, bake some cookies the way you like them (you know--with all the stuff "they" won't touch) or even sitting down and finding something good to read.

I know many of us often pick up novels to take us away from our daily trials, but when we're looking at the full calendar of the winter holidays, enjoying our favorite pastime becomes one more intimidation factor--unless you break the rules and check out something short and sexy (like the little black dress you never wear.)

Writing a short story is sometimes like deciding to read them. Instead of an epic tale stretched over time and space, I'll see a moment in time that needs talking about. A desire, a whim...an urge to explore the thought that I just don't have time to spend typing out 300 pages about.

As a reader, you are also not asked to invest hours upon hours digging out all the twists and turns of a character before you reach the happy snuggle and sigh. 30 minutes to an hour to satisfy that starving reader in you and let your desire for fantasy to live for even a short time this month. It'll do you a world of good, I promise.

Hope your holidays are full of family and fun.

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EXCERPT: Dinner and a Movie (Erotica--something short and very sexy)

Her eyes closed in bliss as he traced her lips. “You have a soft heart, Miss Bernie.”

Small bursts of joy rippled through her body in response to his compliment. But the use of ‘Miss Bernie’ created new urgent responses deep within. She purred and arced into him. Her demon murmured into his ear, “Say that again, Mr. Clarke.”

She pulled back just enough. Heat and moisture collected in the wisp of space between their mouths. A spark leapt across the void.

His mouth took hers, hard. His tongue surged past her teeth and ferreted out every crevice of moisture remaining in her mouth. The light from the wall sconce dimmed. The sounds of silverware and glass vanished, leaving only his pulse pounding against hers. Her limbs weakened. Her entire world tilted.

Anything. She would do anything for this man. His touch. His voice.

He released her mouth. Dazed, Bernie rested her head against the wall and stared at the ceiling. He continued to place a trail of fire on her throat, nibble the cords of her neck and suck. She moaned as the sharp pain triggered an erotic tightening in her belly.

“What do you want?” she asked. Whatever the answer, she would give it.

Liam groaned, placed his hands by her head and seemed to struggle to push away from her thrumming body.

An antique clock in the foyer ticked, the tock grew louder with each moment that he watched her. Invisible strings pulled her forward. It would only take a moment to loosen his tie, unbutton the top and expose the triangle of flesh—the bit that beckoned her tongue. She would lick it and leave it wet and wanting….

He chuckled, a sound that reverberated between them. “At first I just wanted your car. And then your legs…” Long fingers kneaded the back of her thighs. “When you bent over to get something from your car, it killed me.”

He drew her into another kiss, brutal and short.

“I want your body splayed open, waiting for me to take my pleasure. Are you wearing anything under this skirt?”

Bernie’s eyes rolled back in her head as she tried to think. “God, I wish I wasn’t.”

“What is it?” His voice lowered with desire.“A thong.”

She ran her fingers through the short locks at the back of his head. “And it is soaking.”

"Dinner and a Movie" is now available at Purple Sword Publications

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

S.D. Grady is a lover of many things: men, movies, music, and fast machines. An award-winning author, she shares her life with her college sweetheart and two cats. They live in the house on the hill and often vacation at NASCAR tracks in their RV. Visit S.D. Grady on the web at: http://sdgrady.info

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