If you don't like it and you're lurking as one of the 18,000 people I email to, I already told you the two words I have for you.
To everyone else, know that I will continue to make you drippy (yes, new word).
Love!
Alexis
Slut Bus 2/26/2017
That's the slut bus we're talking about!!
Yeah, thank you for so much love and kindness that you showed by the way the other day. Now I've come to the conclusion that 71 people unsubscribed from my list and the rest of us 18,000 people are just sluts.
That's right. We're dirty and we're filthy. We like a good cock between our legs and in our mouths. I want cum sprayed all over my tits and then I want to use my fingers to scoop it up.
I wanna be blindfolded and fucked hard by two dudes and...fuck, you can tell what kinda day I've had writing wise, huh?
So, Python is coming out next week. This is the cover below. But I also need your help.
I don't know if the sex scene is too dirty. Can you please read it and lemme know? I need to know your thoughts and whether this is just too much because I've never done this before in sex in a book.
It's at the bottom of the NL - after the recommendations!
Love!
Alexis
THIS IS THE SEX FROM MY UPCOMING NOVEL - PYTHON.
PLEASE LEMME KNOW IF ITS TOO DIRTY!
OR ANY OTHER THOUGHTS, SUGGESTIONS, ISSUES, QUESTIONS, CONCERNS, ETC.
“That’s just an appetizer,” Austin tells me, that delicious smile on his lips as he slides his finger out from my pussy. Before he slides it all the way out, I grab him by the wrist and stop him.
“More,” I whisper, my voice so low it’s barely audible. But he smiles at me all the same, sliding his finger back in. Except this time he doesn’t go for my G-spot - no, he turns his hand around, places his thumb over my clit and slides one more finger inside of me. Flicking his wrist back and forth, he starts to finger me with such a fury that a loud moan explodes in my voice.
He keeps moving his fingers until I feel the tension building up inside my muscles once more, my insides burning as I feel the claws of ecstasy all over my body. I open my mouth to say something but, by the time my lips part, I have no idea what I was going to say. In my mind, one thought pushes all others away: I need him to fuck me. Like a mantra, that thought repeats itself over and over again inside my head, drowning the rational side of me.
“Come, Destiny… Come for me, babe,” Austin whispers against my ear and, just like a bomb, I go off. An orgasm explodes inside of me with the intensity of a supernova, and I feel beads of sweat forming on my forehead.
“Fuck, fuck,” I curse under my breath, every single muscle in my body twitching and spasming. Pleasure rages inside of me like a river after a flood, and my heart tightens up as I realize we’re still on the appetizers - we’re yet to move to the main course. As good as this might be, I can’t wait to see what he has in store for me.
Slowly, he slides his two fingers out me and takes his hand out of my pussy. He raises his hand and takes it to my face; with a grin, he brushes his two wet fingertips over my lips. I react by instinct, opening my mouth and allowing him to slide his two fingers inside. As he pulls them back out, I suck them dry, shivering as my own fluids meshes with the flavor of his cock inside my mouth.
“Good, isn’t it?” He asks me, and I find myself nodding before I can stop it. Then, he moves as fast as a leopard, placing one hand under one ass cheek and forcing me to lift my leg; at the same time, he presses his body against mine, grabbing his cock and angling it so that his glans is resting on my pussy. I push my hips against him, ready to have him inside of me, but he simples looks into my eyes and grins. “Beg,” he whispers, that simple word hitting me like a brick. I don’t beg, I have never begged… and I’m not going to do it.
“No,” I say dryly, taking both my hands to his ass and trying to pull him in, forcing him to trust. But he remains still, frozen in place as the Devil’s grin burns on his face.
“Then,” he starts and, still grabbing his cock, starts moving it up and down, brushing its tip along the length of my pussy, “you won’t get this.”
“I will,” I hiss, “I will.” I repeat myself, trying to fool myself that if I say enoug
h times he’ll end up doing it. But the fire in his eyes tells me that it won’t happen - no, he’s as stubborn as I am, and this is a battle of wills.
“Then beg,” he says it again, and my hands turn into claws as I dig my fingernails into his ass cheeks, doing my best to force me into me. But all I manage to do is make him grin even more.
“You beg,” I shoot back at him, my chest rising and falling as I start to run out of air, anticipation making my lungs collapse. Finally, he does something, but it’s not what I expect - he puts my leg down and then, grabbing me by the arm, pulls me off the wall and pushes me into the living room. I stumble and grab at the edge of his couch to steady myself; he’s on me before I can say anything, pulling me into him and forcing me to thrust my ass back. He places his cock in the space between my thighs and starts to slide his shaft over my drenched folds.