I'm settling into summer begrudgingly. It's hot as hell here in California, and being 5 months pregnant isn't helping. Yep, in case you didn't know, I'm expecting a new diva or prince in November. My husband and I are beyond excited. We're gearing up for the Fourth as I type, anxiously awaiting to celebrate another glorious birth of our country. Wherever you are, please have a fun safe Fourth of July. From my family to yours, Happy 4th. Lena |
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I have a few contract announcements to make. Maggie and I contracted Friends With Benefits with Ellora's Cave. Woo Hooo. Also, Liz and I finally contracted The Myth of Moonlight with Ellora's Cave as well. Woo freaking Hoo. As you all know Liz and I have been working on that book for like a decade. I'm so glad that we're done with it. Friends with Benefits won't be out until November, and Liz and I haven't received a date for The Myth, we're hoping for the end of this year, but we're not going to hold our breaths. LOL I have a short story I'm working on. I'm not going to say much about it, because I might jinx myself, but if you think short, hot and naughty, and you'll be on the right track.
I thought this was hilarious. http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=5430343841227974645
Email the answer to this month question to lena@lenamatthews.com and be entered to win a ten dollar gift certificate to Loose Id Books. Question: Name the four books in the Redemption series.
Helen's Release "You're very good with your hands." "I'm very good with a lot of things and I'm at your command." Griffin sat staring at her for a moment before Helen realized he wasn't going to do anything else until she told him it was okay. This certainly was a novel experience, especially since she had no idea what instructions to give. "I don't know what to do here, Griffin." Helen held her hands up helplessly. God, she hated what she had become, but was clueless about how to stop it. "Just do what feels right, the things that make you feel good." Softly rubbing her calves to accentuate his words, Griffin gently parted her thighs and moved his large body between her legs. The sensation of his cotton shirt rubbing against her bare legs felt utterly decadent. So this must be what foreplay was. Helen chuckled to herself, but her emotions must have been reflected in her face. "What's so funny?" Griffin's touches had never stopped, his fingers lightly danced over her skin, making heat pool low in her belly. It had been a long time since she had felt this alive or this aroused. "If I knew what I found pleasurable, I could ask for it, but ... this probably wasn't such a good idea." Helen tried to scoot back from Griffin and his amazing fingers, but he wasn't having any of it. "Nope, you're committed now. It's okay if you don't know what you want. We'll just experiment and figure it out. Anything you like, we'll keep doing and if there's anything you don't like, we'll stop." Grabbing her ankles, Griffin pulled her back toward him. "If you don't know what you want, I just might make a few suggestions." Helen licked her lips nervously. She could bail out right now and become the old sedate grandmotherly type she feared or she could grab the brass ring, hold on tight and go for the ride of her life. "Brass ring it is." Griffin didn't even ask her what the hell she was talking about, he just smiled wickedly and ran his hands right up under her skirt to stroke at her bare thighs. "Do you like this?" "Yes, very much." Helen could hear the catch in her throat, but she wasn't going to let her fear stop her from feeling. "Do you like it when a man goes down on you?" Helen's mouth dropped open as she stared speechlessly at him. He didn't just ask that, did he? "That's not an answer." Griffin's hands were completely under her skirt now, resting at the elastic band of her very unattractive panties. The reminder of how she was so unprepared to be seduced was like a splash of cold water onto her overheating body. Acting quickly, Helen brought her hands down on the top of her skirt, stilling Griffin's wandering fingers. "It's fine." "Just fine?" Was there another word he was looking for? Helen pushed at his hands, but to her surprise, Griffin didn't budge. He merely raised a brow as he tightened his grip. Flushing, Helen dug her fingers into his. "This is not a good time for this." "The wrong time of the month?" Helen gasped. "No!" "Are you worried about birth control?" "Birth control, uh, no, I'm not worried about that." What a laugh. A soon-to-be grandmother having a conversation about birth control with her younger lover. Top that, Oprah. "Then it's the perfect time. I want to taste you. I want to delve my tongue between your folds and binge myself on your flavor." Taste...he was going to be the death of her. Helen didn't know how to reply. Just the thought of Griffin burying his head between her legs made her stomach tense with need. The things he said, the way he was so comfortable with his desires, aroused her. "I'm..." Closing her eyes, Helen blurted out the first thing that came to mind, "I'm not wearing pretty lingerie..." A quick smile parted his lips. "Trust me, whatever you're wearing now, won't be on you long enough for it to matter." Helen knew the lingerie wasn't the only problem. Not only had she not been intimate in a really long time, she wasn't too happy with the look of the extra weight she was carrying around. On the other hand, she wasn't willing to give up this opportunity just because he might see her chunky thighs. "Yes." "Yes, what?" "Yes, I want you to taste me with your mouth." The wolfish grin was back. "It will be my pleasure, to pleasure you with my mouth." "I'm sure I'll enjoy it much more." "Now that, my sweet Helen, is definitely debatable."
I'm running out of room and out of steam, lol. If anyone has any questions or comments feel free to drop me a line at lena@lenamatthews.com. |
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