Friday, October 28, 2011

Weekend Dirty Dozen

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My 12 are graphic in nature and are meant for adults only. If you are not 18+ leave this page now.


Now here are my 12 from Jack's Christmas Wish soon to be released.




"You're awake." He rubbed her arm, then snaked his under hers and cupped her breast in his hand, bent his head down and kissed her shoulder.


"Mmm. Yes. I'm awake." She rolled into him, giving him better access.
He took her nipple into his mouth, rolling his tongue around it. Then he released it, rolling it between his fingers. Damn, the man was good. Unlike her previous lover, who treated her body like a remote control pushing random buttons, trying to get it right. She often sang the children's song in her head. The nipple bone is connected to the clit bone. The clit bone is connected to the orgasm

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Even Hotter Thursday!

Since you all enjoyed Tuesday so much I thought why not give an encore. Here is your Even Hotter Thursday!













Tuesday, October 25, 2011

Excerpt from Redeeming Justin a current work in progress


 Cord kicked a fence post and it toppled over.

“I’d say that one needs replacing, don’t ya think?” He laughed and kicked Major to get him moving. The horse bobbed his head a couple times and slowly moved to the next post.  Justin pulled the reins, bringing Major to a stop. He kicked out at the next post and it toppled over too. “This whole damn thing is ready to collapse. We don’t have anywhere else to put the new horses if we can’t use this pasture.”

“Shit! Ellie ain’t gonna be happy about this, but we’re gonna have to go to Ben’s Hardware and get the fencing regardless of cost.” Cord wiped the sweat from his forehead and put his hat back on.

“Let’s get back to the house and head to Ben’s then.”

“Can you tell Ellie?” Cord gave Justin his best pleading face. “She won’t kick you out of the bed and replace you with a pig.”

Justin’s booming laughter could have been heard for miles. He knew Ellie and hell yeah; she would kick his ass out to the couch, especially now that she was so close to delivering. They never knew what to expect from her these days. One minute she would be fine and the next she would be a crying bitchy woman all of them ran from. He’d be glad when she had that baby and her hormones got back to normal. “Yeah, sure, I’ll tell her, but you’re still the one writing the check.” He thought of her seeing that figure on a check and old Cord might not be sleeping with his wife for a while.

“You ain’t gotta rub it in.”

“The hell I don’t. After all the shit you put me through? It’s finally my turn to sit back and watch you grovel.” Okay maybe he felt a little bad. “Come on Cord. Ellie’s been on this ranch her whole life. She knows stuff like this is expensive and she’ll deal with it fine.”

The smile returned to Cord’s face. “You really think so?” He kicked his horse and caught up with Justin.

“Nope.” Justin laughed long and loud.

Cord hung his head. “Man, I can’t win with her. I wish she was as easy as Jaz is with you.”

“Easy? You think I have it easy with Jaz?”

“Well, I thought you two made up. Am I wrong?”

“No you ain’t wrong, but that woman is anything but easy. She’s stubborn and she’s like trying to tame a wild horse.” He thought back to their first time together and yes she was like trying to tame a wild one, but damn if he didn’t love that about her. Damn if he didn’t love her.

“Sounds like you found one just like Ellie. No matter how much you love her, caress her; no matter how tender you treat her, she’s still gonna buck you off.”

Both men cracked up in booming guffaws.

Beep.

“Justin, come in please?”

Justin snatched his radio off his belt and held the button down. “Whatcha got Ellie?”

“Jaz is here to see you.”

Sonofabitch if that didn’t make his heart flutter. His woman was waiting for him at the house. He kicked Major, getting him moving at a canter. He didn’t want to keep her waiting. “I’ll be back around in about fifteen minutes. Send her down to the barn and I’ll meet her there.” He clipped the radio back to his belt and took off for the barn.

“Come on man, you know Nugget can’t move that fast.”

“Sorry, I gotta get back. Don’t want to keep Jaz waiting.”  He used his reigns to smack Major into a run. He hadn’t seen her in over twenty-four hours and his balls were aching. He needed to be inside her again. The more he thought about it the worse it got. He couldn’t be without Jaz any longer. He could clearly picture her on her knees in front of him. Her lips opening and stretching around the head of his cock, could almost feel the wet warmth, enveloping his member. “I’m on my way Jaz.”  He rode winding down the trail as fast as he could, not waiting for Cord to catch up.

He came over the hill he saw her standing outside the barn wearing a short sleeve white tee, a pair of faded jeans, hugging her feminine curves like a second skin and her cowboy boots. The woman nearly knocked him off his horse with her beauty. Her long black hair shimmered in the sunlight, like a silken curtain. He wondered what she was wearing underneath. He didn’t know, but one thing he knew for sure, those perfect pouty lips would be busy in just a minute.

“Hey babe,” he said coming to a halt in front of her.  

Her eyes went wide. “Hi Justin. Uh, I didn’t think you’d get here so quick.” She moved quickly to his side, grabbing Major’s reigns, holding the horse steady for him to dismount.

He hopped down and scooped her into his arms so fast she couldn’t have had time to blink. He kissed her, their mouths melded together as their tongues tangled and didn’t stop until they had to come up for air.

“And I take it this is Justin. Right mom?"



Hottie Tuesday!










Saturday, October 22, 2011

Excerpt from The Bank Job a new wip.


“What the hell happened? Damn, my head hurts.” She brought her hand up to her wound, getting sticky blood on her fingers.
“Dick hit you with the butt of the gun when you went for his gonads.” He stroked her cheek softly.
“Did I get them?” She huffed out a breath and tried to sit up.
“No you didn’t. He clocked you before you got close.” He helped her sit up between his legs.
“Sonofabitch this hurts. I haven’t had a headache like this since…” her words died in the silence. 
“What were you going to say?” He kissed her on her shoulder.
She turned her head to look at him. “Why did you kiss me? Do you think we’re a couple now just because I gave you a blowjob?”
“I don’t know, I just wanted to kiss you. I still want to kiss you, but if you don’t want it say so. Tell me you don’t want me.” He challenged her, knowing she did. Her eyes told him everything he needed to know. The eyes never lied.
“I told you before I wanted mine. I just don’t think here would be the best place or time to do it.”  She sighed.
“You can have some here. I can do this.” He slid his hand down to her pussy touching her through the denim. “Undo your pants.” He rubbed the length of the seam of her jeans.
“You got it.” She quickly unbuttoned and unzipped her pants and he slid his hand inside, touching her moist heat through the scrap of silk she had on. He pulled it aside, finding her slick wet folds. He ran his finger through her slit, grazing her clit, making her back arch. He concentrated on her clit, rubbing it in small circles, eliciting quiet mewling noises from her.
“Mmm, yes. Put your fingers inside me.” She tipped her pelvis up, giving him better access.
He slid two fingers inside her tiny hole, pumping in and out. “Is this what you wanted, baby?” He hooked his fingers, rubbing across her G-spot.
“Ohmigod, yes. That’s it, that’s it Jarrod, I’m gonna come.” She rotated her hips with his rhythm.
He loved hearing his name fall from her lips. He stroked her clit with his thumb a couple of times and she splintered apart in his arms, shaking and twitching. Her legs clamped shut; she held her breath for a moment then panted.
 He pulled his hand free, lifted it up to his mouth and tasted her salty sweet nectar. He could hardly wait till he could lay her across his bed and taste her sweet pussy. His cock hardened at the thought. If they made it through this crazy day she would be his.
***

Hot damn, that quite possibly could have been one of the most intense orgasms of her life. He was truly gifted in the sex department. She had no doubt he would be an animal in bed. Just the right man to keep up with her. She felt his erection on her lower back, knowing she could do nothing more to help him with it here. They needed to concentrate on getting out of there. "Thank you. I needed that.” She fastened her pants.
He kissed her on the shoulder. “You’re welcome. I just wish there could be more. If we get out of this, there will be.” She relaxed against him, basking in the afterglow of the moment. She didn’t want to move ever again. Even though she would never admit it, it felt good to be in his arms. That thought scared her. She had to get it together this was no time to get soft. She pushed away from his embrace.
“What’s the matter?” He scrunched his brows together.
She could see the wounded look in his eyes. She felt bad about it, but there was no time to be sentimental. They sort of had sex, that was all. Nothing more, nothing less. “Nothing’s the matter sport. I’m just trying to figure out what to do to get us out of here.”
He huffed out a breath. “So we’re back to sport, huh? Well, that’s just great.” He threw his hands up in the air.
She could hear the hurt and frustration in his voice, but there was nothing she could do to soothe it. This is exactly why she didn’t do relationships. She had casual sex and that was it. She didn’t have a place in her life for complicated shit. “Don’t you want to get out of here?”
He sighed, and stood up with her. “Well, what’s the plan?” He peeked out the blinds with her

Friday, October 21, 2011

Excerpt from Redeeming Justin, a new wip.




She turned in his arms, wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him. “Drop ‘em cowboy.”

His eyes went wide, but he unbuttoned his pants and dropped them as instructed. He was no idiot. “I love a woman that’s demanding” 

“I love a cowboy that complies.” She dropped to her knees taking his cock in hand and tasted the bead of pre-come. It tasted salty and sweet and there was a flavor that was uniquely Justin. She ran her tongue around the bulbous head, and then sucked him into her mouth.

He hissed through his teeth. “Dammit woman, that feels good.”

She hummed deep in her throat as she took the length of him in. Her cheeks hollowed on the upstroke, and her lips glistened with his arousal. She used her hand to stroke the length she couldn’t take in, urging him to come. She wanted to have all of him, his essence. Her head bobbed back and forth making slurping noises. He stood muttering his thanks to a higher power, and sweet encouragements to her. It was a heady feeling having the power to dominate such a powerful man. He gave her a boost of self-confidence and an increase in sexuality. For the first time in years she felt sexy and desired. She could very easily love this man.

She sucked and swirled her tongue on the head with each withdrawal.

“Fuck, baby, I gonna come if you keep that up.” His fingers thread through her hair, moving with her motions.

“Mmm hmm,” she hummed.

He reached down grabbed her under the arms and pulled her to her feet. When their eyes met, he said, “I don’t want to come in your pretty mouth, I want to be inside your sweet pussy.”

“That’s fine with me, cowboy.”

“Take off your clothes. I need to see your beautiful body.” He unbuttoned her flannel shirt, getting her started.

“You don’t waste any time there do ya?” She took off her boots and shimmied out of her jeans. Now clad in only her red bra and matching thong she felt, overexposed. The breeze wafting across her skin made her shiver.

He wrapped his arms around her shielding her from the elements .He let her adjust to the setting. She was grateful for him sensing her needs and taking care of her. He was by far the most attentive lover she’d ever had.

“Thank you, I’m okay now.” She looped her arms around him, feeling his body melding to hers. His sun-browned skin was a contrast to her light olive complexion, with the exception of his white butt. She almost snickered at the thought. He was a typical cowboy, from his snakeskin boots, all the way to his black, Stetson hat. Her cowboy.

Flash Fiction Friday #11


                   Welcome to yet another Flash Fiction Friday. A picture might be worth a thousand words, but today it’s worth 100 no more, no less. Thanks for stopping by and please follow the link to get to the other FFF posts. Flasher Fiction Friday Now here are my 100.

“James, do you have to smoke in bed? It’s a disgusting habit that makes my asthma act up.”
“Fine, I’ll put it out if you give me a blowjob.” He gave her a mischievous grin.
“I’m not kidding you jerk.”
“Neither am I tiffany.” She situated herself between his legs.
She looked up to him waiting for the cigarette to be put out. He smashed it in the ashtray until the smoke stopped rising.
She licked the underside of his cock all the way to his bulbous head, then took him in her mouth all the way to his groin.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Joke of the Day


It got crowded in heaven, so, for one day it was decided only to accept people who had really had a bad day on the day they died. St. Peter was standing at the pearly gates and said to the first man, "Tell me about the day you died."

The man said, "Oh, it was awful. I was sure my wife was having an affair, so I came home early to catch her with him. I searched all over the apartment but couldn't find him anywhere. So I went out onto the balcony, we live on the 25th floor, and found this man hanging over the edge by his fingertips. I went inside, got a hammer, and started hitting his hands. He fell, but landed in some bushes. So, I got the refrigerator and pushed it over the balcony and it crushed him. The strain of the act gave me a heart attack, and I died."

St. Peter couldn't deny that this was a pretty bad day, and since it was a crime of passion, he let the man in.

He then asked the next man in line about the day he died. "Well, sir, it was awful," said the second man. "I was doing aerobics on the balcony of my 26th floor apartment when I twisted my ankle and slipped over the edge. I managed to grab the balcony of the apartment below, but some maniac came out and started pounding on my fingers with a hammer. Luckily I landed in some bushes. But, then the guy dropped a refrigerator on me!"

St. Peter chuckled, let him into heaven and decided he could really start to enjoy this job.

"Tell me about the day you died?", he said to the third man in line.

"OK, picture this, I'm naked, hiding inside a refrigerator...."

Sunday, October 16, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday #14


 She closed her eyes and dropped her head back.
“Look at me, Lissa.” He wanted to see those milk chocolate eyes melt as she came. She lifted her head and gazed at him. Her eyes were so dilated they looked almost black. He tried to convey the love he felt for her in his eyes.

Friday, October 14, 2011

Flash Fiction Friday #10


Welcome to another Flash Fiction Friday. A picture might be worth a thousand words, but today it's worth 100, no more, no less. Join me and the other FFF gang by clicking the link below to check out their interpretations of the same photo. Flasher Fiction Friday Now here are my 100.


                     He lightly scored her shoulder with his teeth ecliciting a soft moan from her. They were supposed to be at the party by now, but when he saw her naked flesh in the closet, he couldn’t help himself. Her dress would have to wait. Her creamy skin glowed with a light sheen of water from her shower. Trevor licked the water off her back slowly making his way down to her sweet spot. He could smell her arousal spurring him on. His hand slid around Katherine’s side, down her belly to her slick folds. She was ready for his cock.

Thursday, October 13, 2011

Joke of the Day

Dear Doctor,

I wish to apply for an operation to make me sterile. My reasons are numerous and after being married for seven years, and having a child each year, I have come to the conclusion that contraceptives are absolutely useless.

After getting married I was told to use the "Rhythm Method." Whilst trying the samba and the tango my wife fell pregnant, and I ruptured myself doing the Cha-cha.

My doctor then suggested we use the safe period. At this time we were living with the in-laws and we had to wait three weeks for a safe period, when the house was empty. Needless to say this didn't work.

A lady of several years experience informed us that if we made love while breast-feeding we would be alright. It's hardly tastes like Coors, but I finished up with clear skin, silky hair and another child on the way.

Another old wives tale was if my wife jumped up and down after sex this would prevent pregnancy. After breast-feeding (from earlier), if my wife jumped up and down she would have ended up with two black eyes, and even knocked herself unconscious.

I asked a chemist about the condom. He demonstrated how easy it was to use so I bought a packet. My wife fell pregnant again, which doesn't surprise me, as I fail to see how a Durex stretched over the thumb can prevent a baby.

My wife was then supplied with the coil and after many unsuccessful attempts to fit it we realized that we had got a left-handed thread and my wife is definitely a right-handed screw.

The Dutch cap came next. We were very hopeful of this as it did not interfere with our sex life at all. But alas...it did give my wife a severe headache. We were given the largest size, but it was still too tight across her forehead.

Finally we tried the pill. At first it kept falling out, then we realised we were doing it wrong. My wife started then to put it between her knees, thus preventing me from getting anywhere near her. This did work for a while until the night she forgot it....another child resulted.

You must appreciate my problem: if this operation is unsuccessful I shall have to revert to oral sex. Although I don't mind just talking about it, it could never be the same as the real thing.

Yours faithfully,

Ray Jackson

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

I'm very pleased to announce!




I know some of you have been eagerly awaiting some of my stories so I'm pleased to announce that both Jack's Christmas Wish and Sweet Redemption are under contract! I do not have release dates as of yet, but I will keep you posted. Thank you for loving my characters as much as I do!

Monday, October 10, 2011

Excerpt from Jack's Christmas Wish

I've been posting SSS snipets from this chapter, so I thought I would let you all read what happens next. Enjoy!


Out of nowhere a silver car cut Derek off and slid in behind her. A silver car she knew. It was Rex. He’d followed her.

Shit!

He was weaving side to side trying to get up alongside her to no avail. She looked at him in the rearview and he had crazy eyes. She had never seen him this livid before and feared for hers and Jack’s safety. The light ahead was turning yellow. She floored it and went under just after it turned red. That’s when she saw the blue sports car on a collision course with Jack’s side of the car. She let go of the steering wheel and dove over Jack’s body hoping to take all the impact for him. She felt the jarring force of impact and held on to Jack for dear life. His door crumpled in and that was the last thing she saw before everything went black.



****



Derek watched in horror as Lissa and Jack both careened sideways as the blue car connected with her car. His heart sank as he yelled for them. “Oh god, I can’t lose you too.” Memories of his wife being killed came back with a vengeance. He stopped his truck and jumped out while dialing Nine-one-one. He ran to them to make sure they were okay. Jack seemed fine but he was crying. Lissa on the other hand was lying in Jack’s lap unconscious. Then there was a second man on the scene shouting Lissa’s name. It was the jerk in the silver car that cut him off. But how did he know Lissa? Was he the reason Lissa had run the light?

“Lissa? Lissa? Jack, are you okay?" Derek asked, trying to get to his son. He wasn’t getting a response from Lissa which was scaring the shit out of him.

“Get the fuck away from my woman!” Rex shouted, running up on the car. Other bystanders were now approaching the scene too. Derek just wanted to hear Lissa’s voice. And for the jerk too go away, whoever he was. He touched Lissa’s leg and called her name and she started to move. “Lissa, stay still love.” Jack continued to cry and stare down at Lissa.

She moved around and held her hand to her head. “Jack? Ohmigod, Jack, are you okay?” She sat up and hugged him and he stopped crying almost instantly.

“I said get the fuck away from my woman!” The jerk yelled again. Derek was ready to deck the sonofabitch. The sounds of distant sirens were getting louder by the second, bringing back even more memories. He’d already lost one woman he loved he wasn’t prepared to lose another one. And yes, he realized he did love her in that very moment. He loved her and wouldn’t let her go.

“Maybe you didn’t hear me. I said, get the fuck away from my woman. Lissy, is mine.”

Bullshit.

The other man rushed him trying to get him to the ground. Spectators just stood around them like they were watching a schoolyard brawl. Derek fell back but stayed on his feet. The littler man was swinging wildly not hitting anything but air. Derek held him off at arm’s length evading swings. “Let go of me you sonofabitch.”

“Hell no. What the fuck is your problem?” Derek just barely evaded another wild swing. Whatever his problem was it was a big deal to the shorter man. There was no way Lissa could be attracted to this man. He wouldn’t believe it in a million years.

“Rex, stop it! You crazy jerk, stop it!” There, he had his answer. Now he could deck the crazed lunatic and be done with it. He let go of the smaller man taking a wild swing to the gut. He flinched in pain, but quickly shook it off and punched the man in the head so hard he swore he’d broken his hand. The man went down with a thud to the pavement and Derek went to Lissa, who had climbed out of the car. He held her gently not wanting to hurt her, but he wanted to take hold and not let go.

“I thought I lost you. What the hell were you thinking going through the light like that? The urge to kiss her was overwhelming.

The ambulance and the police showed up and Derek let go of Lissa long enough to check on the other driver, who was fine, just a little shaken up.

The medic attended to Lissa who had taken a knock to the head when the door caved in. Although, she had a nice sized goose egg on her head she refused medical care, but Derek insisted she go to the hospital and get it checked out.

“I can’t go. I can’t afford it.” She pushed away from the medic.

“You were unconscious. You might have a concussion.” He placed his hands on his hips and flinched when his fist screamed in pain.

She looked down to his hand. “You need to get that looked at. It’s swelling.” She gently grabbed the hand in question and kissed the knuckles.

That small act of tenderness just reaffirmed his love for her. Jack joined them at the back of the ambulance.

“Daddy, did you see what happened? Miss Lissa saved me. She covered me up when the other car hit us. It was neat.”

That explained why she was lying across Jack. She had thrown herself over him to protect him. He wasn’t a man for tears, but he felt the sting of wetness forming in his eyes. He had a lump in his throat he had to swallow. She had almost been killed by saving his son. All he wanted to do was hold her, and get her to agree to marry him. He was sure of this, more so than anything else. Jack loved her and so did he. He just didn’t know if she would say yes or not. He still had to find a few things out about her. Like who the unconscious creep was and why he tried to claim her. And more importantly, why she was so afraid of love.

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday #13

Welcone to another Six Sentence Sunday. Thank you for stopping by. To see more talented writers six, visit the link. Six Sentence Sunday Now, here are my six.

Lissa and young Jack have just been in a car accident and Jack is telling his dad, Derek all about it.


“Daddy, did you see what happened? Miss Lissa saved me. She covered me up when the other car hit us. It was neat.”
That explained why she was lying across Jack. She had thrown herself over him to protect him.

Friday, October 7, 2011

Flash Fiction Friday #9

Welcome to another Flash Fiction Friday. A picture might be worth a thousand words, but today it's worth 100, no more, no less. Join me and the other FFF gang by clicking the link below to check out their interpretations of the same photo. Flasher Fiction Friday. Now here are my 100.


“Come back to bed. I’m not through with you yet.” Daniel propped himself on his elbows and hugged the pillow, waiting for Melissa to return from the bathroom.

“I’m coming.”

“Not yet, but I plan to rectify that.”  He turned to his side and stroked his erection, readying himself for her.

“I plan to take care of you first, babe.” Melissa knelt down, moved his hand and took him into her mouth.

“Mmm, baby that’s it suck me.” His hips bucked trying to get closer.

She licked his length, swirled her tongue around the bulbous head and swallowed him whole.

Thursday, October 6, 2011

Joke of the Day

One day two very loving parents got into a huge fight, the man called the women a "bitch" and the women called the man a "bastard".
Their son walked in and said "What does bitch and bastard mean?" and the parents replied "ladies and gentlemen".
The next day the parents decided to have sex, the women said "feel my titties" and the man said "feel my dick".
Their son walked in and asked "What does titties and dick mean?" and the parents replied "hats and coats".
On Thanksgiving the dad was shaving and he cut himself, "Shit" he said, the kid came in and asked "What's that mean" and the man said it was the brand shaving cream he was using.
Down stairs the mom was preparing the turkey, and she cut herself, "Fuck" she said. Once again the kid asked "What's that mean" the mom said that is what she calls stuffing the turkey.
Then the door bell rang. The kid answered the door to his relatives and said "Alright you bitches and bastards, put your dicks and titties in the closet, my dad is upstairs wiping the shit off his face, and my mom is in the kitchen fucking the turkey!

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Joke of the Day


A Mom is driving a little girl to her friends house for a play date. "Mommy," the little girl asks, "how old are you?" The mother looks over at the little girl, "Honey, you are not supposed to ask a lady her age, it isn't polite." the mother warns. "Ok," the little girl says, "How much do you weigh?"

"Now really," the mother says, "these are personal questions and are really none of your business." Undaunted, the little girl asks, "Why did you and daddy get a divorce?"

"That is enough questions, honestly!" The exasperated mother walks away as the two friends begin to play.
"My Mom wouldn't tell me anything," the little girl says to her friend. "Well," said the friend, "all you need to do is look at her driver's license. It is like a report card, it has everything on it." Later that night the little girl says to her mother, "I know how old you are, you are 32." The mother is surprised and asks, "How did you find that out?"

"I also know that you weigh 140 pounds." The mother is past surprise and shock now. "How in heavens name did you find that out?" The little girl continues on triumphantly, "And... I know why you and daddy got divorce."

"Oh really?", the mother asks, "Why is that?" To which the girl replies, "Because you got an F in sex."

Monday, October 3, 2011

Joke of the Day


There was this woman who had bags under her eyes and wanted to get them removed so she could look younger so she went to a plastic surgeon. She tells the doctor I cant get rid of these bags please help me. The doctor says he is gonna try and new experimental technique on her. He will put a crank in the back of her head and when she sees bags under her eyes she's supposed to crank it and the bags will go away. So she gets this crank put in her head and leaves. It works and works for a while until one day she cant get rid of these bags under her eyes. She cranks and cranks as hard as she can but they just wont go away. So she goes to the doctor. She says to the doctor: "Doctor, this was working for a while, but I cant seem to get rid of these bags under my eyes." The doctor replies: "Lady those aren't bags... those are your tits!" All she had to say was, "Now that would explain why I have this goatee."

Sunday, October 2, 2011

Six Sentence Sunday #12

Welcome to another SSS. Follow the link to check out all the other talented writers Six Sentences. Six Sentence Sunday

This snippet is from Jack's Christmas Wish. Lissa has just been in an accident caused by her ex-boyfriend who has been stalking her. Derek is trying to get to Lissa and his son who is also in the car. Rex the ex is also trying to get to her.

“I said get the fuck away from my woman.” The jerk yelled again. Derek was ready to deck the sonofabitch. The sounds of distant sirens were getting louder by the second, bringing back even more memories. He’d already lost one woman he loved, he wasn’t prepared to lose another one. And yes, he realized he did love her in that very moment