Are you Feeling Spontaneous?
For this week’s guest author we have my friend, R.M. Sotera!
She’s used to writing juicy stuff, so I’m sure this was just a walk in the park.
I love the inspiration photo, don’t you?
R.M. has been ever so kind to donate 3 of her books for this week’s winner of Spontaneous Fiction Friday.
and now the story…
Twister?
Halloween Twister always turned out to be a mistake. Gina placed right hand on red, and covered the rest of Antonio’s body with hers. Damn if he didn’t smell like a little slice of Heaven and Hell mixed into one. She drew in a deep breath just as a sexy grin slid across his face.
Trouble. This could only be trouble.
“Gina, darlin’, it’s my turn. But I don’t believe I can spin with you this close. Perhaps you could do me the honor?”
He snickered. She rolled her eyes.
With her gaze on the spinner she moved her right hand from red and crooked Antonio’s head in her palm, and with the left hand she did what he asked. The black plastic arrow moved in a circular motion until it landed on right hand red. Again.
The only open space happened to be between her legs.
With the grin still pasted on his face, he tapped the inside of her thigh with his knee right before he whispered, “Spread them darlin’…I mean angel.”
That’s all she wrote.
The raw heat in Antonio’s voice sent her body and mind over the edge. Into a realm that probably wasn’t so smart to travel with a room full of people. But desire consumed the common sense part of her brain and she’d entirely forgotten the other costumed people in the room.
With an unstoppable sexual urgency plowing through her body she moved from lying on top of him to straddling him. His warm hand rested briefly on her hip, before finding the cotton material holding her string bikini bottom together.
He untied.
As if it was the most natural reaction, Gina lifted his head prepared to cover his lips with hers when he purred, “Your turn.”
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Antonio grinned, expecting she would have kissed him by now. Gina, on the other hand, knew this game well. She decided that if he was going to play, she was going to win. She was going to torture him until he couldn’t possibly take another turn.
Gina let her hand slip out from under his head and placed it back on Red.
Silently, Gina both cursed and blessed her decision to dress like a girl from one of those surfing movies. Her roommate had tried to talk her out of it, suggesting she try to pick something she wouldn’t be too cold walking home in. But of course, Gina had retorted, “Who says I’m coming home tonight?” and tied the ends of the string bikini anyway.
And she might have even been upset that half the party could see her left cheek if she wasn’t already convinced Antonio might get Left Hand Yellow next turn and reach between their sets of legs to the dot directly below them. By the look in his fiery light green eyes, he was hoping for it.
“Still your turn, angel,” he said, jerking his head back to move her hair out of his eyes.
With Antonio in a near crab-walk position, and dressed up like a firefighter without his turnout jacket, Gina had the up close and personal experience of his amazing arms and hard body, and found it impossible not to stare. She wondered if he was a firefighter in real life or if it was just a costume. She wondered if he thought it was as hot in here as she did. She wondered what would happen if no one was in the room.
One renegade bead of sweat curved its way over his bicep and dropped onto the twister mat.
God help me, that looks delicious, she thought. She hoped another would form so she could run her tongue along those perfect muscles – she wouldn’t have any other choice since both her hands were on Red and her feet were split on the back green and front blue dots. It would be perfectly acceptable.
Gina sighed and spun the little back arrow. When it landed on Right Foot Yellow, she had no problem adjusting one dot back – which left her perched precariously on his lap. She writhed in place just enough to make his eyes roll back in his head. He let out a tiny groan, and a seductive smile spread on Gina’s face.
Gina bit down on the inside of her cheek so hard she swore she drew blood. That is, if all the blood in her body wasn’t on an express train to fire raging between her legs.
Taking a page from Antonio’s book, she locked eyes with him, whispering, “But know I can’t reach the spinner. Not without losing most of my costume.” She batted her lashes coquettishly, grinning as she felt his body temp rise a notch as she hovered over his tempting groin.
“Well darlin’, we can’t have that now, can we?” Antonio’s wicked grin drove Gina to that perfect place, poised on that knife edge between pleasure and extreme pleasure.
Balancing carefully on her toes, she reached over and spun the plastic arrow of promise.
Left foot yellow.
Her eyes searched for the most intriguing open circle, smiling as she spied the elusive disc. Right under his ass.
Antonio followed the eyes of the feathered devil straddling his hips. When here gaze again met his, he knew things were about to get very very interesting.
“I do like this game, darlin’.” Pushing himself higher on his hands, he growled as she slid her leg between his muscular thighs. As soon as her foot found a stopping point, he slid his legs together, trapping her as he lifted his face to finally capture her lips.
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