June 8, 2013

Publisher Week Day 7: Flash Fiction Fun @LSbooks #RLFblog #flashfiction

This is Publisher Week at Romance Lives Forever. Three publishers will be featured, each during one special week. Those publishers are Boroughs Publishing Group in February, Liquid Silver Books in June, and JMS Books LLC in September.

 
The Kiss - Flash Fiction Inspiration

Flash Fiction Saturday... Give us a Kiss

Maybe you know it as sucking face or swapping spit. Yep. Old as time itself. Certainly as old as the proverbial oldest profession. But, bottom line is, what's romance without a kiss? Not just any kiss. We're talking kiss with a capital K. The kiss that negates all previous kisses the hero or heroine has experienced prior to this latest.
And there are as many types of kisses as there are smiles, touches, and glances. All with their own special moment and, more importantly, meaning. That's what we'll be exploring today. 

The kiss.

The tentative first kiss full of questions, doubts, and uncertainty. When our hero and heroine meet, maybe for the first time, maybe after years of knowing each other, and something happens. Something that can't be explained even today. Their eyes meet and, without a word, it happens. Just like that. Maybe they can't explain it afterwards, not in words. But much more than swapping spit took place in those ten seconds of touching lips.
And we can't forget that first moment of real passion when a kiss and not words lead to the portal of something even more intimate... desire. All punctuated by more kisses. Because what's passion without kissing to communicate encouragement, satisfaction, even need?
Then there is the heart breaking kiss. The kiss of a long goodbye. Or, sadder still, the last kiss left on the lips of someone who is leaving their life forever. Even at moments like this the most important gesture can still be the kiss.
Can he or she stop them from leaving? Implore them to stay? To reconsider?
So join us today in celebrating the art of the romantic kiss in all its forms and glory. Flash us with 100 words of your best swap of spit, suck of the face, but most of all, lover's kiss.
The biggest rule is to have fun. And feel free to take your flash as deep into the scene as you'd like. But remember, every flash must be only 100 words.
Thanks to our host today – Romance Lives Forever – for giving us this great space to flash in. And thanks to you, my fellow flashers, for joining me.

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222 comments:

  1. I say coffee! Yep, a little java and I'll be right back.

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    1. Got mine. Flavored with York Peppermint Pattie (International Delight). And yes, it is a delight. ;) Morning!

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  2. Morning all. Time for flash. Well, a little early but here I am and there you are. So how about some word images?

    The Kiss. The one that negates all other kisses that came before. The kiss with a capital K.

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  3. Okay, here's mine to start the day. A flash in which the delivery of the kiss is not necessarily what makes it good. Or bad...

    That was a big wet kiss, full of joy, and delivered straight onto his mouth. He should have been excited! He should have kissed back. But no, he wiped his face and stared at me as if I'd offended him. What was wrong with this guy? I'd given it my best shot. How could I make a kiss any better than that? Maybe a little longer kiss next time? A little shorter? Maybe more tongue? A kiss is the best way I know to show my love. Gee, I sure hope it's not just because I'm a German Shepherd.

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    1. LOLOL, Kayelle - you got me with this one. Oy's poor puppy.

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    2. Jeeeez you had me - all angsty & worried till those two words! Nicely done...:-)

      Also if you weren't a dog I would quite enjoy kissing you :-*

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    3. LOL, Kayelle. You had me going for awhile!

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  5. “Come on, Johnny. You lost. You gotta do it.”

    “I said paper. You lose. That means you gotta do it.”

    “Don’t matter what you said. You did scissors.” Cindy closed her eyes, leaned in, puckered her lips, and waited.

    “I ain’t kissin’ you. You’re only eleven.”

    Cindy’s eyes flew open and she nearly whacked Johnny upside the head. “And you’re only twelve. Now just--”

    He tasted like bubble gum and Cheetos.

    “Happy now?”

    She rubbed the back of her hand across her mouth, made a show of spitting, and said, “Ha. I knew it. Tim kisses ten times better.”

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    1. LOL! This is so typical. Great flash, Roscoe.

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    2. LOL, bubble gum and Cheetos, now that's an interesting combo.

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  6. Morning, Kayelle. Long as you're here, ya gotta flash. Haha.

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  7. Lol. You did. Sorry. Didn't see it. Cute.

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  8. You want coffee or a tequila sunrise to get your day started?

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  9. This kiss is between Koll and Shila from my hot shifter romance, Mating Season:

    He followed her lead at first, giving her glancing kisses that made her crave more, but she felt the sexual aggression building in his body. That was okay. The same tension mounted in hers.

    When she nipped his chin, he stopped playing and staked his claim. She would have said he mauled her, except her newfound mate had a great deal of skill. Crushing her to him, he took her mouth and demanded entry. He let his hands roam wildly over her body, but he was very deliberate with the stroke of his tongue.

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    1. "deliberate with the stroke of his tongue" nice, Allie

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  10. Let me get the twins, Paul and Bob out here. I'll open the bar and they'll bring the, er, pretzels and peanuts out.

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    1. lol Okay, Roscoe. If that's what you want to call it...

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    2. I think Paul and Bob need to break out the chocolate, Roscoe.

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  11. I can’t leave out my aliens, so here’s a second tease. Katra and four-armed alien Krux turn bickering into an art form in Alien Sex 102 (Alien Sex Ed Book 2). Or maybe that’s just foreplay, as they first discover with this kiss:

    One second he was glowering at her, and the next he had her pinned. Two of his hands cupped her hips, a third slid up her back, and the last palmed her nape to hold her still. Her lips parted in surprise, which was all the invitation he seemed to need to swipe his tongue inside. She was suddenly inundated with the spicy, intoxicating scent and taste of him and the heat of his fingers on her body.

    In an instant, all her anger and frustration morphed into sheer, unadulterated lust.

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    1. Multi-hands - I want some of that!

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  12. Morning, Allie. Gotta love that line... staked his claim. Haha.

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    1. Good morning. LOL, at least I didn't use that line in a vampire romance. As for the kiss, a frost bear shifter like Shila respects a dominant, aggressive male. Koll is definitely the man for her.

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  13. He’d carried her groceries in. The last thing she wanted was for him to leave. Not after watching him mow his lawn the last two summers.

    “I gotta get back to my lawn.”

    “Iced tea, Jack?” Coffee? Me? She whispered to herself.

    They’d been playing this game for two years. Neither one willing to make the first move. And she was going to scream if it didn’t happen soon.

    “Did you say coffee, Lil?”

    “I did, Jack.” He was hot and sweaty and looking a little out of sorts. “I said Iced tea, coffee, or--”

    And then it happened.




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  14. Have you seen Kayelle? The twins showed up and now she disappeared. And the twins aren't around either.

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    1. *fluffing hair* What? No, we're still here. *glowing* ^_^

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  15. Have to share the good news. I see In Season, the sequel to Mating Season, is now available for pre-order at LSB (www.lsbooks.com) on the Coming Soon Pre-Order page. I hope you shifter fans out there will give it a try.

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  16. Kayelle. There you are. Did you get that bag of ice out of the walk-in?

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    1. Looks like that ice is melted to me. Must be something wrong with the freezer, eh?

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    2. I have the key to everything around here. ;)

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  17. “Here are the rules. One--”

    “Rules?”

    “It’s a contest. There are rules.”

    She looked from Tom to Jake and wondered why on earth she had to choose. There were other options. “Whatever. Give.”

    “One minute each. Then you choose.”

    Lynn rolled her eyes, grabbed the front of Tom’s shirt, and kissed him. Deeeeeaaaaamn, she thought. The man could kiss.

    “Okay!” Jake was looking mad. “That was a minute and a half. That means--”

    Her arm still around Tom’s neck, Jerry Lynn grabbed Jake’s arm and pulled him into their embrace. “Shut up and kiss me. That’s my choice.”




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    1. Neat. I'm liking this story. Keep going!

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    2. "Shut up and kiss me" now that's a line we shouldn't have to say often ~smiles~

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  18. I think it's time for a beer. That was a lot of work.

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  19. Okay, here's a sneak peek at a scorching hot kiss between Gilby and Miksa from my shifter romance, In Season (Children of Nanook Book 2). Warning: for mature audiences only.

    On instinct, she parted her lips when he leaned down to kiss her, and she arched into his touch. He kept massaging her breasts as he darted his tongue behind her teeth to lay claim to her mouth. She lifted her hips off the bed and released a loud groan. It didn’t take her long to figure out the rhythm of his tongue mimicked the motion of a male’s cock during rutting. She gave herself over to the penetration and then grew bold enough to tangle her tongue with his.

    http://www.lsbooks.com/pre-order-coming-soon-romance-books-c322.php

    http://www.lsbooks.com/allie-ritch-c35.php

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  20. Here's another flash from me. Think I'll share my Chosen books with you. This one's from Alitus, Tales of the Chosen (edited for word count)
    He kissed along her ribs, licking a trail to her navel. Tonguing her the way she'd taught him. Wet. Sloppy. Hard. He dug into her skin with his tongue, adding small bites and kisses, tasting her, sucking at her skin.
    She clutched both hands in her hair and moaned, arching away from him. He pushed up her skirt and torn white-lace panties.
    She knew how much he loved her in white lace, loved to tear it off her. Any time she wore it, it was for him. He nuzzled her, inhaling her rich scent. He could taste her already. Alitus

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    1. Wowza, Kayelle, "small bits and kisses" a killer combo for any woman.

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  21. Marci dropped her keys on the kitchen counter and unbuttoned her blouse as she walked down the hallway. By the time she opened the bathroom door she was down to her black lacy panties and bra.

    She smiled. He was singing. Mark couldn’t carry a tune in a bucket but she loved it when he tried.

    Her bra fell into the bathroom sink and she stepped out of her panties just before sliding the shower door open.

    “I knew you’d come.” He smiled then pulled her against his wet soapy body and they kissed.

    Not yet, she thought. But soon.

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    1. Clever word play! Like the interaction of these two.

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  22. Ah, Allie. Bold always works when a kiss is involved.

    No arguments here, Kayelle. White laces is kind of like a black cocktail dress... never out of season.

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  23. This one's from Wulf, Tales of the Chosen (edited for word count)

    "Ooh, you are such a grouch." Wulf leaned back his head and pouted up at him. "Kiss me again. Right here where everyone can see it. Show them I'm yours."

    "No." Luc twitched the shoulder where Wulf rested. "Sit up."

    He ignored him and picked at the buttons of Luc's dress shirt. "Claim me. You know you want to."

    Luc wrapped one hand behind his head and crushed Wulf's mouth to his. Mid-kiss, he softened his hold and relaxed his mouth, teasing Wulf's lips with tender licks. The awareness of watchers sent a sharp spike of pleasure through him.

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    1. OOps, that was from Jawk, Tales of the Chosen. My bad. It's about Luc and Wulf, who are major players in this book.

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    2. Gotta love it when a man gets his way.

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  24. Okay this one really is from Wulf, Tales of the Chosen (edited for word count)
    As Luc's resistance faded, the man tilted back his head to accept the kiss. Wulf almost drowned in the wave of heat coursing through him at the thought of who he had in his arms. Luc Saint-Cyr, the Man, the Harbinger, the Sempervian known as Humanity's Friend--was surrendering to his kiss. Both arms wrapped around him, Wulf settled in for a good taste of the mouth he'd craved. Clean, fresh, as sweet and warm as he knew this man would be, with the faintest hint of cinnamon. They shared a perfect kiss--long, unhurried, licking and savoring and tasting.

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  25. Okay. One promo from me... a serial flash of a the first kiss scene from Bastina's Necklace. Second in the GLOP series and, by the way, just recently graced with a new cover... coming up.

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  26. A space pirate and a princess...

    It wasn’t a question of desire. Nor was it a question of willingness. Princess Anleen just wasn’t sure how to make it happen.

    Her thighs felt like rubber. Her heart pounded. She turned and took a step away, raised her arm across the front of her body, tugged on the clip that held her dress straps together, and held them gingerly between her fingers.

    Glancing over her shoulder, she caught his wide-eyed stare, her ragged breathing became a roar in her ears, and she looked away uncertainly. Three heartbeats later, resolve overcame doubt, and she let the straps of her evening dress slip from her fingers. Her gown floated down her body and bunched around her feet, leaving her in nothing but a pair of silver high heels and Bastina’s necklace.

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  27. She turned to face him, swallowed hard and, heart still pounding, managed to ask, “Would you be referring to the fair maiden, Captain Black?”

    She felt an odd mix of terror and relief when he addressed his Haark.

    “My God, you’re beautiful.”

    He stood planted to the floor, his mouth agape. She stepped out of the wispy circle her dress made on the floor, spread her feet to mirror his stance, and with a hint of defiance inquired, “Would this be what you’re looking for?”

    This was no longer about defying her father. Even less about defiling Druuk’s precious virgin bride. Even the hostage situation of the smiling sun goddess dimmed in the face of what she felt at that moment. Something new, and not part of any previous experience she could draw on, was upon her and she wasn’t sure how much longer she’d be able to breathe if this man, this human, didn’t do something quickly.

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  28. When he crossed the space between them and pulled her hard against his chest, she swooned. When his lips found hers, his taste on her lips made her hungry for more.

    My Haark, he smells good.

    His big hands came together between her shoulder blades, slid down her bare back, and she shivered. More than just a kiss, his embrace was an experience that became as much a part of her being as any part of her anatomy or mind. A part that would be with her for the rest of her existence. The thought made her body tingle from head to toe.

    All thought of Bastina was gone, replaced by this man’s warmth pressed against her body, his lips making love to hers, and the rush of being desired. Not as the means to an end, but desired as a woman. At last.

    “My God, I want you.”

    http://www.lsbooks.com/bastinas-necklace-p88.php

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  29. I always have liked the two GLOP (Galactic League of Planets) stories. Anyway, that was the first kiss.

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    1. Yum, Roscoe, I love your GLOP stories! They are hot with a capital H.

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  30. Hi all
    I liked the last one a lot Roscoe.
    I've enjoyed reading all the posts. There have been some really good ones so far. This is my first ever piece of flash.

    The release button activated the door.
    Familiar, tall with hungry eyes, the deliverer offered a parcel. “Identify.”
    “Trish Maxwell, Elton Place.”
    He glanced at the manifest. “Not what this says. Identify.”
    She offered her mouth.
    Warm, aromatic and possessive his lips took hers. He sought, tongue probing. Her knees wilted. Strong and solid his arm supported her. She closed her eyes. Magic. Bliss. A tremble shook arthritic knees.
    She tried to cling, but no.
    “Yeah, that’s you.”
    She accepted the parcel. “Thanks.”
    “Pleasure. See you tomorrow.”
    She nodded, smiling. She’d ordered four hundred individual spanner sockets, with daily delivery.

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    1. LOL! That's awesome. She ought to be set for sockets -- now to look at the socket wrenches to tighten those suckers...

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    2. LOL, now that's one way to make sure you get your daily dose of kissing.

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  31. Now back to 100 words... haha.

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  32. Very good, Daisy. The twins want more.

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  33. This scene is from my latest release at Changeling Press, "Hard As a Rock." https://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2063

    Shivering, Canna felt her belly drop with instant desire. Basalt tilted her head up to meet his, the petite fairy dwarfed by his enormous embrace. His hands cradled both of her cheeks gently as he slowly kissed her forehead, her cheeks, her lips.

    Fire. Oh, it was everywhere. Canna tingled and felt her wings involuntarily flutter as she met his kiss, the warmth and ache of his mouth slanting over hers. This innocent melding held more sweet passion than she’d ever felt with her giant, a stronger yearning than he’d ever coaxed out while frozen. “Please,” she whispered.

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  34. Love these posts! I figured I'd jump in the fun, and give flash a try.

    Mac stared at the thin, pale hand he held between his own. His partner lay in bed with blankets tucked tight around his body. This was it. Today, tomorrow, he wasn’t sure. But soon, Paul would no longer be there. Cancer taking the man he’d promised to love forever.
    He leaned over the bed, carefully so as not to jostle the sleeping man. Their lips touched in one last kiss. Paul’s thin lips were cold to the touch, but the love he felt made his heart burn. He kept the kiss simple. A kiss of memories, of life, of love.

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    1. A poignant passage. Touching, Jennah.

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    2. Wow Jennah, very powerful.

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  35. Nice line... A kiss of memories, of life, of love.

    Good jump.

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  36. Sara Jay! I didn't see you up there. Yep, one should always say please and thank you. EG

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  37. Okay... five minute break. Everyone in the pool!

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    1. Let me hold your watches for you. I'll let you know when the five minutes are up. ;)

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  38. While everyone drip dries from the pool, I thought I'd post this. It's from my story Your Heart My Soul, a ghostly tale with Liquid Silver Books, and Gareth has to be careful he kisses the right girl.


    Gareth slid one hand up to run his fingers through Libby’s hair, let her rest her head against his palm and tenderly, as gentle as he could, he caressed her mouth with his. Soft and smooth, he stroked his lips over hers and delighted in her response. The way she touched her lips to his, delicate as a butterfly landing in place after place. Her fragile movements raised gooseflesh on his arms, sent shivers down his back, urged him to take control, but he let her tease until finally their lips molded together and their mouths explored.

    Take a look at my website to find out more on this story of wandering spirits.
    http://daisybanksnovels.yolasite.com/

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  39. Not above begging, she said, “Don’t stop. Please.”

    His soft moan filled her chest with an uncontrollable flutter. His taste, his smell, the heat of his body pressed into hers. She closed her eyes and held the back of his neck while he kissed her again.

    The man was a walking talking romance cover and, at last, she was in his arms. More than just their mouths were involved. Her entire body was betraying her. She knew. She was toast. She would deny him nothing. All because of a kiss.

    And, suddenly, she had a thought. What was his name?




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    1. ROFL! Oh, dang. I hate when that happens...

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    2. Oh my, I think her toast is a little burnt around the edges.

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  40. Ha. You love it and you know it. Okay. Tell me the names of the twins... c'mon. Either one. See. Told ya.

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  41. Sorry, this is 2 words too many but... And sorry about the post, blogspot never gets my ID right from Wordpress OR LJ.

    From Ransom..

    William lay back, letting him take the lead, responding enthusiastically to his kiss. Archer moved down to kiss his throat, then back up to catch the gasp of pleasure with his own mouth. Throat, collarbone ... “There’s salt spray all over you, Will. You taste like the sea.”

    "Davy ..." His whisper was unsteady. "Would you mind if I touch you, too?"

    How amazing and wonderful to be asked. Would he mind? He smiled against Will's lips. "Please--" a kiss, "do." He caught his breath as those warm hands slid down the sides of his chest, thumbs brushing the nipples.


    www.lee-rowan.net

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    1. Hey, Lee! That sounds really hot!

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    2. Hi Lee, I didn't mind the extra 2 words ~smiles~.

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  42. Good morning everyone.

    Roscoe I need a drink, please ~smiles~. I'm loving all the flashes, damn this is a little scary, posting something I've written without an edit and FLE. Are the twin available for a quick edit?

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  43. Wonderful kisses all! Here's mine:

    Subconsciously reminding his body to breathe, his kiss is at first soft as though asking permission for the firmness his lips crave. She grants this and returns it. Their faces turn to accommodate chins and cheeks and noses. And now soft and pliable, those same lips part to make way for tentative tongues that touched gently at first. Instinctively reacting to desire smoldering between them, they grow bolder. Tongues thrust as hands cup cheeks and arms wind around shoulders to draw each other ever inward into the private space that shuts out the waking world and lets the dream begin.

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    1. Flowery, sweet, and sexy at the same time...

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  44. She sat at the end of the bar nursing her drink, unshed tears pooled in the corners of her velvet brown eyes. Randall watched as vodka moistened her lips. She was beautiful and her tongue licking her bottom lip was making him hot. Grabbing the bar towel he moved slowly in her direction, wiping a spot here and there. Finally, standing in front of her, he gave into desire. Leaning over the wooden bar, he pressed his lips to hers. Moving his tongue over her lips he invited her to respond even as he waited for her to pull back.

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    1. wow that was bold! How come I never get a bartender like that? LOL

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    2. Wrong bar? Want the address?

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    3. I don't drink but do you think I could turn that bartender's head if I ordered a Shirley Temple? Not so much huh ...

      Oh I know - a Roy Rogers. Save a horse Ride a cowboy ;-)

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    4. LOL Heather! I like to ride cowboys as long as it's only their hats they leave on! As for the bartender, I don't think he cares what you're drinking as long as it leaves your lips moist.

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  45. Sorry. You'll have to get your own drink. Kayelle grabbed the twins an hour ago and won't bring them back. I'm on a break out by the pool. Lee Rowan just showed up.

    Someone ordered pizza.

    So just jump right in, Michelle.

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    1. Well that will teach me to sleep in, Roscoe. Pizza, shudders, it's to damn early in the morning for pizza. I need some vodka. I'll be back.

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    2. Okay fine. I'll share. I need a dip in the pool anyway. Forgot how nice the water could be when you don't have to swim alone. ;)

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  46. BTW... I'm not sure if they want pizza or if they're just going to flash the pizza guy when he shows up.

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  47. A rose is a rose is a rose. And when Rose gives a kiss she isn't shy.

    Really, Michelle? And did she tip him well for that?

    Just asking.

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  48. Kate took another sip of vodka, trying to keep the tears from flowing. It was bad enough to be sitting in this bar alone without mascara running down her cheeks. Life sucked and she was swearing off men, for good! They are not worth the trouble or heartache. Never again, she told herself. Love is for idiots and she was no idiot.

    She sensed the bartender working his way toward her. Kate figured he was going to ask if she needed another drink. When he leaned across the bar and brushed her lips with his, her body shook in anger.

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    1. LOL! I want to see where this goes.

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    2. She's gonna slap him, Kayelle. Obvious. Nothing beats angry sex. EG

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    3. I know. That's what I want to see. :D

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    4. LOL, I'm not sure where this is going, Kayelle. I've never done flash fiction before and damn, Roscoe, really 100 words, this is almost as hard as Randall, ~grinz~

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  49. Randall felt her hand land on his cheek seconds after her lips pulled away from his tongue. “What the fuck are you doing?” she hissed.

    Rubbing the stinging handprint on his face with his fingers, Randall smiled. “Sorry, darlin’, I shouldn’t have done that, but your lips were made for kissing and I couldn’t resist.

    He watched a flood of emotions flash over her face. Surprise, anger, and just a hint of desire. Pushing his luck he leaned in to capture her bottom lip with his teeth, fully aware she was about to land another slap on his other cheek.

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    1. I like this guy, but I'd slap him myself. I just want to see how bad he gets slapped. LOL

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    2. Keep reading Kayelle!

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  50. This one is from Loving Leonardo, my polyamorous Victorian love story.

    I took her face between my hands. Drawing close, I kissed her. It began as a tentative touch of my lips to hers. But her mouth was soft and pliant and, unlike my male lovers, her chin and upper lip were void of rasping whiskers. This discovery alone caused my kiss to firm. I pressed into it wanting it all. Slanting over her, I dragged back and forth forcing her mouth to open to me. Her sweet champagne tongue coiled with mine hesitantly at first, but this grew bolder the more familiar our lips and tongues became.

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    1. Thanks Michele. It really heats up when Luca gets involved.

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    2. Viva la difference! I always liked this character, Rose.

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    3. Nicolas is my favorite. I love them all of course. :)

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  51. “Wait,” she pushed Cindy’s hands away. Urgency overcame her drunken slur when Lisa asked, “What’re you doing?”

    “A bet’s a bet.” Cindy started giggling. “You lost.”

    “The bet was a French kiss, not--”

    Cindy’s giggling stopped and their dorm room was quite. “What do you think a French kiss is?”

    Lisa scooted across the bed knocking her beer. “It’s—Wait--It certainly doesn’t involve unzipping my jeans.”

    “Hey,” Cindy scooted up Lisa’s body until they were face to face. “Can’t blame a girl for trying.”

    Before Lisa could reply the deed was done and, without knowing, Lisa’s life changed forever.

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    1. Dorm rooms, beer, and games - dangerous at the best of times ~smiles~

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  52. Kate’s hand ached from the force of the blow to his cheek. Stupid man, what the hell did he think he was doing? She stared at the silly grin on his face. He looked like the cat that just ate the damn bird and planned to do it again.

    Anger bubbled to the surface. Screw this, she was out of here. Before she could tell him to fuck off, he leaned in and sucked her bottom lip between his teeth. Never one to hesitate, she balled her fingers into a fist and landed a punch just below his right eye.

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  53. Hey all! Happy Saturday :D
    Here's my bit:
    His kiss was the barest caress, its gentleness more consuming than if he'd devoured her. Their breaths mingled in gasps, and she flinched as the throb between her legs became a miserable tease. This moment, this man, this roller-coaster ride of emotion, it all seemed precious suddenly. Hallowed ground. And Ellory was the bridge to something she wanted desperately to reach for.

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    1. Wowza, Janet. Keep going, please.

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    2. Oh, wow. That was delicious!

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  54. The rest:

    For all our restrained beginnings, I could tell in her return that kissing wasn’t new to her. She knew how to kiss a man, god yes, she did. I craved to know this enigma, craved to comprehend this contradiction I was fastly discovering Ellie to be. She was both neophyte and temptress. It was her shyness that confused me. It came and went like waves lapping on the shore. Her hands covered mine as her body melted against me, the leverage gained deepened her kiss as she plunged her tongue and forced mine to chase it.

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  55. She slapped him again. “Why? Just tell me why?”

    “I told you.” His ire rose.

    “You said you had to. What the hell does that mean? Had to?”

    “Look.” Holding her wrists he pinned her against the wall. “Maybe if you’d just get out of your own way you’d find out Miss Know-It-All.”

    She struggled. Sort of. The part that had been steering her clear of Brad for two weeks told her she should struggle. Some.

    When the battle was lost, his lips against hers, her wrists free to slap away, she didn’t. Instead she whispered, “Yes. You had to.”

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    2. Yeah... that's one of those so bad it's good kind of things. Yum.

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    3. Gotta love a man who keeps coming!

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  56. And Janet takes us to hallowed ground...

    The rose seems to be blooming, Rose.

    Yep. Works every time, Michelle. Angry sex.

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  57. The tears that had stung her eyes for hours flowed free from the pain shooting up her arm. “Fuck, fuck, fuck!” she yelled, her hand cradled in the crook of her arm. “That fucking hurts,” she glared in the idiot’s direction.

    “What the hell did you do that for?” The bartender yelled. “It was just a harmless little kiss.”

    The bruise on his face clearly visible, Kate didn’t care. “Harmless!” You Neanderthal, you can’t go around kissing people just because, because—

    She watched as he stepped from behind the bar, his ripped muscles straining against his t-shirt.

    “Because?”

    Oh damn!

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  58. Meeting Luca's eye, I silently mouthed, “Come to me.” He gave me an engaging wink over the top of her head. Instead of coming to me, the tease licked his lips and shook his head. Then taking Ellie’s hands, he bid her rise. He enfolded her in his arms, and wound the braid into his large hand. When he kissed her deeply, he also kissed my mind through her. And heaven help me, I felt it keenly.
    When he released her, she turned to me with lovely cheeks painted in that informative blush of hers that declared she wanted loving.

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  59. “Kiss.” He kissed her cheek.

    “Beso,” she replied, her own kiss landing lightly on his lips.

    She tasted sweet and enticing. “Yes. That’s a kiss. A beso. Now. There?” He pointed. “Table.”

    “No,” she replied.

    “No?” He knew what a table was and that was definitely a table.

    “No table.” She leaned in, her hand landing in the middle of his chest, and kissed him again. A different kiss. “Kiss.”

    “Yes. Kiss. But tabl--”

    When she kissed him again he decided learning Spanish wasn’t going to be as tough as he’d thought. By her third kiss he amended: or as boring.

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  60. Need more coffee and a fan, Oy's. Roscoe, my boyfriend is out of town this weekend, when the twins get back can you send them over, I need a stand in ~smiles~

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  61. You have to ask, Janet. She said something about a lap dance and took the twins to the back room. I don't know if she was giving or taking.

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  62. I'm here! I'm here! A kiss scene... Hmmm... How about this scene from Alyssa's Wolves:

    “See what you do to me? I can’t even breathe,” he murmured, never breaking eye contact.
    Good. At least she wasn’t the only one.
    “I remember that kiss like it was yesterday.” His eyes lowered to her lips, and he pulled away a few inches to stare at them. With one thumb, he brushed gently across the upper one and then tugged on her chin to free the lower one from her teeth. “I’ve relived it over and over again in my mind.”
    Alyssa breathed heavily, short pants that wouldn’t subside, as though she were running.
    “Would you mind if I refresh my memory?”

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    2. "refresh my memory" now that's a great way to get kissed over and over again.

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  63. “Chicken”

    If there was anyone on the planet she hated more than Luke, the same Luke that her mother enjoyed reminding her was the only boy she’d ever gone skinny dipping with, she couldn’t think of who it was. Besides, she didn’t think naked baby pictures in a wading pool would qualify as skinny dipping. And they were in college now. Not exactly the same thing.

    “You started it. Chicken.” She shoved her jaw out in defiance and wanted to slap him when he laughed.

    “Chicken.”

    Enough was enough. She’d show him. And she did. For almost a minute.





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  64. Randall knew he deserved the punch, not that he liked pain, and damn that had hurt, but he had no plans to back away.

    Yet.

    Listening to her swear a blue streak, his desire flared another notch. This woman, those lips, that body, gawds that body, he didn’t plan to stop no matter how many bruises she left.

    He knew the minute she’d noticed his body. The anger which had been flashing in her eyes turned to lust. Her tongue traced a path around her lips. Lips he planned to devour for hours.

    Randall took another step toward her, “because?”

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  65. I think we should charge five dollars a kiss. This is the kissing booth isn't it?

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  66. And Becca snuck one in... Good deal, Becca.

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  67. All they’d done was kiss goodnight. Not even a very passionate kiss. Just a peck on the lips. And she still couldn’t get to sleep.

    The friend of a friend that, Carly was sure, was only being nice when he was asked to tag along with Jim and Linda so Carly wouldn’t feel like the third wheel. He hadn’t said much all night. But he’d smiled a lot and made her feel silly when he’d held her hand.

    And now this. But when her phone rang she chanced to hope. “Yes?” she whispered. “Is that you?”

    After a short silence, he said, “About that kiss…”

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  68. Okay, ladies. Keep up the good flash. I have to leave for about 30 mins. I'll check back later.

    It's been real... no, this is not a kiss of.

    Yuk, yuk, yuk.

    Here, Michelle, you can have the keys to the bar.

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  69. Kate took a step back. She looked at the swelling under his right eye and suddenly wanted to kiss and make it better.

    Well shit, where did that thought come from? Shaking her head, Kate tried to remember her earlier vow to give up the male of the species. And this guy was all male, so he qualified. When he tossed her ‘because’ back, she took a shallow breath, warmth flooded her body as she tried to pull back the thread of anger she’d felt seconds ago only to realized it was too late. He had claimed her lips, again!

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  70. My turn, my turn! (waving)

    He tasted like cinnamon, dark and exotic. The strength in his arms as he lifted her onto the counter sent shivers racing down her spine. How could he be so strong, yet sweet at the same time?
    He pulled away. Pure lust shone from the depths of his gaze. “Last chance. Do you still want to run?”
    Run? She doubted she could even walk. Pressing her hand to his stubbled cheek, she shook her head. “I’m not going anywhere.”
    A smile cut creases into his cheeks. “Then hold on.”
    Swinging her into his arms, he carried her to the bedroom.

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  71. How's this for perfect? The first kiss scene in "A Hot Mess" by Christy Gissendaner is exactly 100 words. Enjoy!

    As the second ride came to a stop, he put his hand over Cait’s before she could undo her harness. He leaned in close, until their faces were mere inches away. “I want to ask you something.”
    Her light brown eyebrows drew together in a confused expression. “What?”
    “This.” Dylan swooped forward and claimed her lips for a kiss.
    He took his time wooing her. She did not pull back, but her body stiffened as if in shock. His mouth closed over hers, and he stroked her bottom lip with his. He released her hand and cupped her cheek instead.

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  72. ~waving~ Hi Robin!!

    Nice one - more, please!

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  73. Okay, here's a sneak peek from "Some Kind of Trouble" coming on the 17th from Christy Gissendaner and LSB. (It's 99 words, but I'm calling horseshoes!!)

    She ignored his hand and stepped up to the motorcycle. She swung her leg over the bike and slid in front of Hal, facing him.
    His eyes widened with confusion. “We can’t ride down the road like this.”
    She put her hands against his chest. The cool leather of his jacket chilled her fingertips. “We’re not.”
    “I don’t understand.” Hal’s eyes were a clear blue. The amber tinge she’d gotten so used to seeing was gone now.
    She slid one hand up his chest and cupped the back of his neck. “I think you do.”
    “Mace, we can’t—”

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  74. May I join in?

    From Loving Lydia - released earlier this week

    “Kiss.” He leaned in; she couldn’t resist. She closed her eyes and let her lips skim across his. He groaned with frustration.
    “Lydia, more.” His hand came up to cradle the back of her head, his lips pressed against hers, firmer, deeper. He opened her lips with the pressure from his own and slipped his tongue inside her mouth.
    She raised her hand in a half-hearted attempt to push him away, but he caught it in his free hand and gently rubbed her palm with his thumb as he pulled her closer, angling his head to sink in deeper. Weak, he made her muscles so weak.

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    1. Welcome to the fun, Diane! Keep the kisses coming.

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  75. Okay, okay. One more for my poor self. Here's a snippet from "The Princes Wanted" and then I'll get back to on-the-fly flashing. I can't promise it won't get silly though!

    Wren couldn’t answer because his mouth was on hers, the slick motion of his lips making her tingle with delight. She’d often wondered if she would feel disgust if another man kissed her. She’d been wrong. Despite the intense love she’d had for Loren, her enjoyment of Niall’s kiss wasn’t diminished one bit.
    Niall kissed with the ease of one who’d spent years perfecting the art. His mouth wooed hers, making sweet love to her lips and gently coaxing her to allow his tongue entrance. The kiss wasn’t heated or rushed. Instead it was a sweet exploration of each other’s intimate selves

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  76. Water dripped into her eyes. Blinking the droplets away, she stared at the man before her. Who was this man who’d saved her? Damp blond curls clung to his forehead. Brilliant blue eyes reflected the azure of the ocean around them.
    “Who are you?” she whispered.
    “I was sent here to save you.”
    “Save me from what?”
    A smile teased the edges of his beautiful lips. “I’m your guardian angel.”
    A guardian angel who just so happened to surf? Nope, I’m not buying it.
    “Who are you really?”
    “Perhaps it’s best if I just show you.” Then he kissed her.

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  77. Okay, just made this one up, so unedited, but you can visit dianesaxon.com to find out more about me and my books

    He dipped his head and afforded her every chance to say no. When she didn’t, he slid his hands up to cup her face. His thumbs touched the corners of her full sensuous mouth, he leaned in and his lips met hers once briefly, a casual enquiry. As she responded, he kept the contact gentle and teasing. He nibbled at her lips, sipped at her mouth, dipped his tongue in to taste, and felt the familiar tightening in his chest he had every time he was around her, but this time it sizzled, moved hot and liquid out from his center

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  78. Here are 97 words from my new release "Star Catcher," in which Stella explains lip-locking to her confused alien. :-)

    “What is that called?” He pointed at the kissing couple and looked at Stella. “With the mouths,” he added.
    “Kissing. We call it kissing. Why? What do you Slavs call it?”
    “I do not know.”
    “How could you not know?” She grinned at him. Was this some kind of a game—a sort of “teach the guy from a deserted island how to kiss because he’s never done it”? The idea of a little role-playing made her nipples hard. He was staring at her mouth with intense concentration. Stella licked her lips, and he copied her motion.

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  79. Randall claimed her lips with his, his hands moving to her waist, he pulled her close. His tongue pushed against her lips, waiting for her to open herself to his desire. He felt her body shiver slightly as she leaned into his chest, her hands stroking his arms from elbow to shoulder.

    Her lips still pressed close, Randall nipped at her bottom lip again, letting her know he wanted more. A moan escaped her as her lips parted to allow his tongue entrance. Sliding his hands down to her ass, he pulled her closer as his tongue tangled with hers.

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  80. Very exciting! Thanks so much for the opportunity. This is off-the-cuff but it seems every time I do flash fic, the bunnies start hopping. I'd love to have you visit me at www.leagriffith.com to discover more about my writing :D Enjoy!


    “I don’t—” she paused, lifted her gaze and her world tilted.
    The corner of his mouth lifted. “You don’t what?”
    “I can’t—”
    His finger stopped her words.
    “Don’t, can’t, all these verbs telling me no.” He tapped her lips. “Are you scared?”
    She shifted closer, licked the lips his fingers lingered over. His taste rippled over her tongue bringing heat and cinnamon.
    His gaze followed every swipe and it was her turn to smile.
    “How could a simple kiss scare me?”
    He leaned down, leaving nothing but a breath between them. “Who said it would be simple?”

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  81. As he pulled her body closer, Kate melted into him. His warmth enveloped her already hot skin and his tongue danced against hers. Letting her desire take control, she kissed him, her tongue dipping in to swirl around his inner cheeks. The pressure of his hands on her ass pulling her hard into his erection, she tilted her head to more fully secure her mouth to his. Tongues dancing fast, she moved her hands to his face, tracing a path from his cheek to the back of his neck, her fingers laced in his hair as she unleashed her passion.

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  82. Okay, one more just to make sure the men who love men are equally represented. ;-) This is from my current WIP, a rock star contemporary M/M.

    Alex’s fingers found Chance’s chin and pulled his head toward a hard, wet kiss. Chance’s balls contracted as his cock stirred to full-on erect in a matter of seconds. He turned his body to face Alex, grabbing the thick hair at the nape of his neck and pulling his tongue deeper into his mouth. The kiss was almost angry, bruising, as their tongues tangled and sandpaper jaws scraped against one another. Alex took control and backed Chance to the bed, never ending the kiss or slowing his hands as they grasped Chance’s ass cheeks in a punishing massage.

    www.kimbervale.com

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  83. What about ...?

    His mouth swooped down to capture hers, one arm snaked around to haul her up to his height so her feet dangled in mid-air. His other hand ploughed into her hair releasing it from its confines as he pushed her against the door until every inch of her was covered by every inch of him, his entire large body engulfing her smaller one.

    Her arms automatically lifted to twine around his neck and she wrapped her legs around his hips bringing him closer still, hearing him groan as her softness brushed against his hardness. His hand slid down to cradle her backside ...

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  84. **When our hero and heroine meet, maybe for the first time, maybe after years of knowing each other, and something happens.**

    Maybe when a hero and a hero meet? ;). OK here's the first kiss from my current WIP: Tinderbox. I may post again with a m/m offering later.******************************************

    She wasn’t quite certain if he expected him to kiss her but he did. He released her hands, burying one into her braids. He gently tipped her head back and guided her forward. Isbet didn’t resist. His lips were soft but firm. There wasn’t a hint of weakness in his actions.

    He wanted to kiss her and Isbet was a bit surprised she realized she wanted the same. She opened her mouth in acceptance and his tongue invaded.

    His arms went around her, pulling her close and she could feel his arousal pressing against her stomach. Isbet allowed her arms to snake lazily around her shoulders. She felt her own response, a pooling of liquid heat in her own sex.

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    1. I just posted an M/M up there, CJ! I saw Kayelle had one earlier as well. ;) All kisses welcome, I'm sure. Who's got an F/F? Actually, I think my hard drive could produce one of those as well... Might have to go look. :)

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  85. Okay, got my vodka refilled, have eaten some lunch, found a couple of fans and now I'm going to start at the top and read the 'kisses' I missed!

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  86. Kissing, I just can't resist it. So here I am delighting in all of your kiss flashes even though business has me by the nape of the neck today.

    Here's a flash, starring Dontoya and Sherilyn, from my latest release: HER MIDNIGHT STARDUST COWBOYS, a ShapeShifter Seductions Presents novel.

    ...his slow hands all over her body set her on fire.
    Her clit hitched as he continued stroking her. Need clamped her belly like a vise, and Sherilyn told herself, whoa, not so fast.
    "If you aren't the best feelin' woman. Just like I knew you would be when me and Zance first laid eyes on you."
    "Speaking of laid...lay that handsome mouth of yours on mine...please."
    His lips rapidly molded to hers, his kiss completely sensual. Without force, yet with alpha dominance, he deepened their kiss, conquering the sex goddess within her.
    Sherilyn reveled, wishing for more.

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  87. Found it! Here's a girl kiss from my menage short "Carrie and Bridget's Bucket List," out on a call at the mo.

    Carrie felt Bridget move behind her, felt her hair being lifted up. Her friend’s lips trailed down Carrie’s neck as Dario’s tongue explored her mouth.
    He broke away.
    “Kiss each other.”
    They obliged. Carrie was wrapped up in the sensation of Bridget’s soft lips against hers. Her smooth cheeks, her sweet, flowery smell, were so foreign and yet so familiar. Their tongues touched and teased, and it occurred to Carrie that her best friend was a fantastic kisser. The thought made her giggle against Bridget’s mouth. The blonde pulled back and gazed into Carrie’s eyes. They shared a smile.

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  88. And since I can't leave Zance out or he'd be wolf howling in my author ear, here's flash from the last chapter of HER MIDNIGHT STARDUST COWBOYS.

    "Our love will be steerin' the stars," Zance growled to the melody.
    "This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius," the three of them spontaneously sang, their voices disharmonious but joyful.
    Around them others sang along, and it was music to Sherilyn's ears. At least, for this night, for these moments, peace reigned and all was well.
    Claiming her waist, Zance whirled her several times. With footloose flair, he dipped her so she flowed elegantly over his arm. Soft as a feather, he touched his lips to hers.
    "Zance, wolf cowboy," she breathlessly whispered, once he held her upright...

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  89. Okay, here we go. Female in charge.

    She crawled over his prone body and took his mouth with hers, gazing deep into his deep blue pools of seduction.
    She lowered her mouth to the rapid pulse in his neck and gently sucked, rubbing her tongue soothingly over the tender spot before trailing soft kisses up to his ear.
    “Yumm” she whispered as she nipped his lobe.
    “Yumm?”
    “Hmmm, yeah … yumm.” She ran her tongue round the shell of his ear, playfully dipped in then sat back, her loins pressed against his and gave a smooth little gyrate which had his eyes rolling back in his head

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  90. This is the first kiss between Jake and Lillian, in Wolf At The Door:
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    He was done with games. Slipping one finger under her chin again, he angled her lips to be ready for him. He wanted to gorge on her. Devour her. Make her mindless with need, but there would be time for that later. Jake grazed his lips across the corner of her mouth, flicking his tongue along the seam. Dear God. He burned for her already. This may only be a dream but his cock was in danger of being strangled by his jeans.

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