When he had made the perfect knot in the tie, Jake stared at his reflection. So long ago but it seemed like only yesterday. A small smile tugged the corners of his lips. He ran a hand through his wavy, cinnamon brown hair. Today was going to be a big celebration; the biggest in his life, thus far. He needed to look perfect. No, better than perfect – flawless.
This title was supposed to be a quickie…but a few pages into drafting and I knew that this story wanted to blossom into sooo much more….57,481 words more!…So, who is Janay anyway?….I suppose in a way..kinda’ sorta’ but not really..she’s me. Or, should I say, the me I wanted to be when I was scribbling this into e-ink. Guys from the Midwest are sexy! Love those accents!
Janay is a woman who is about to find out that sometimes taking a chance and side-stepping outside of the “norm” may be just what’s needed to help her to really start to LIVE life and not merely observe it from the perspective of others…
Hope you enjoy Janay and Jackson’s (somewhat erotic) love story…I did *winks*
When a business trip sends quiet Janay Parker flying to the other side of the country, a chance meeting in a local hangout puts her in the sights of handsome and bold Jackson Bryant. Once the two lock eyes, their combined passion spins Janay to new heights of intimacy she never dared to dream of.
Now, a scorned friend and an estranged mother are all that stand in her way of true happiness. Can Janay find the strength within herself to turn the tables and embrace what was always meant to hers…love from an adoring man and a renewed spark to taste life…?
I closed my eyes and sank my fingers through his loose curls, still tucked around the ears, and pulled Jackson in for a deep and combustible kiss. My tongue wiggled against his as he willingly accepted my affection and timed his thrusts into my mouth to sync with mine. I breathed his scent deep into my nostrils and allowed the spicy aroma to fill my lungs.
“I want to be with you, Jackson…only you. You’re everything that I’ve ever wanted. Don’t let go of me,” I pleaded while our lips dangled together.
“I won’t, baby, as long as I walk this earth, I promise we’ll be together.”
Our foreheads pressed and our hands melded. I finally felt at peace, set free from the noise of the world I had managed to escape from. I felt a strange tingling and then saw an image of my dad’s smiling face flash across my vision. I knew that he and Jackson would have gotten along just fine.
“Stay with me tonight, Janay. Come home with me and stay in my bed.”
“Yes,” the only answered that I ever wanted to give to Jackson from this day forth…
There they stood, hand in hand, on the very edge of an unknown and unnamed universe mere moments after its birth. Swirls of multicolored dust and lights scattered and danced across a blank canvas. In what would be known as seconds, clouds of galaxies, bubbling over with new life smaller than a fleck, burst forth. In every direction, tiny diamond pinpoints raced ahead, signaling that this new creation was very pleased with how its makers had designed it.
The male, fresh-faced with an ageless appearance, looked over and smiled at the female. He watched her eyes shine and marvel at what they had just done. This same scene had replayed countless times, yet the joyous glow hovering upon her lovely cheeks always brought a renewed sensation of warmth fluttering within his chest. When they worked their magic together, every time was better than the first.
With the tip of his finger, he moved a lock of her hair and gently tucked it behind her ear.
“What shall we do now?”
It always pleased him to follow her lead. He lived to make her happy. His very existence hinged upon filling her heart with glee.
She turned to him, her gaze swimming with unspoken adoration.
“I think we should make…love.”
The corners of his mouth quirked into an impish grin.
“As you wish.”
Turning to face the new dawn and the endless horizons stretching out before them, together they strolled forth. Their flawless forms became smaller and smaller until they stood within the boundaries of the world they had just sculpted. As one, as always, they were ready and restless to explore the shores of their newest homeland.
How do you think it all began?
I don’t smoke, but I suppose that’s the best way to describe this feeling, this undeniable urge I have..Knowing I should keep my hands off something, yet eagerly picking it up again exactly where it was left off. An intense craving to taste a piece of forbidden fruit..always posing so perfectly, and always within arm’s reach whenever the hunger strikes. I never even realized how much I was attracted to pale skin men until very recently. Then again, I suppose I always knew; however, for years, I tried my absolute best to ignore my roaming eyes and fluttering heart…despite the plain fact that the objects they seemed most drawn to were silky hair and light eyes..tan skin and slim noses…Never mind the fantasies I imagined involving wandering peach fingers; all I wanted to do was to forget the teasing thoughts ever existed..Oh, how easy it is to become desperate for another taste, then another..followed by ravenous bites into exhausting ecstasy, once that first sensuous kiss is ignited..How disappointing that the fantasies don’t bloom into wonderful ever-after’s similar to the way it is in scripted love stories..Perhaps one day soon I’ll be free, able to break this bad habit of lusting after someone who doesn’t deserve all the sweet goodies I have to share..Perhaps, but not quite soon enough..4/17/12..iamlenise
While my back was pressed into a half-empty bed..surrounded by a dozen half-written love notes..soft and silent pleadings for you to return to me..blistering echoes of you and I together, so very intertwined refused a moment’s peace to a haunted memory..Cherry tongue prying open pouty cranberry-glossed lips..Tips of swollen chocolate kisses suckled to pulsing points..Slick skin sliding beneath probing fingertips..Sweaty muscles of a tense back pushing harder, digging deeper, pumping faster..while spicy cinnamon wrapped tightly round a smoking piston ready to shoot streams of wicked desires into coveted secret places..If I had loved harder, accepted more of your teasing deceit..Would that have convinced you to stay..or was there truly nothing left to say? A heart this lonely can never be satisfied by a new lover’s taste..Last night I thought of you and licked my lips with desperate hunger..One more night, one more time, fill my mouth with cries of sizzling delight, cover me with shivers of need, drench me with thick splashes of sweet cream…Wash away doubts and make me breathe again, for you only..4/16/12..iamlenise
hot tongue teasing delicate lollypop-licious folds lubed with milky dew drops
cool explosions clenching slick strawberry-flavored walls of a tasty perfect peach
crimson kisses frantically finish the sensual symphony
butterscotch love flows like chocolatey drizzle over boiling eruptions from the tip of a candy-coated cane