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MychaelBlack
June 26th, 2009, 11:02 AM
I'm currently working on a story for Torquere's Spice It Up line, using clove as my spice. Here's a little snip from it... *grins*

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Kris forced himself to focus on his work, but the words on the screen ran together the more his mind drifted. Normally, he liked his job as a copyeditor, but today, his thoughts kept meandering off onto long black hair and startling green eyes. Kris sighed and leaned back in his chair, eyes closing as he rubbed them with the heels of his hands. The phone ringing a second later startled the hell out of him.

With a mind to get off the phone as soon as humanly possible, Kris answered it. “Harman and Associates. Kris Sierra speaking.”

“You sound utterly thrilled.”

Kris sat up a bit straighter and grinned. “Well, speak of the devil.”

“Hmm… last I checked, I don’t have horns.”

“So how’s your day going?”

“Oh…” Ashley’s voice lowered a little. “Much better now. Yours?”

Kris glanced up, noted his office door was closed, and sat back in his chair. “Definitely better here, too. Where are you?”

“Work.”

“Where do you work now anyway?”

Kris heard a door shut, then Ashley chuckled softly. “Look out your window.”

“Huh?” Kris turned his chair and peered out his second story office window onto the street below. “Okay. What am I looking for?”

“Building across the street, second row of windows to your right, third window up.”

Kris squinted and laughed when he saw someone waving from the designated window. “Well, I’ll be damned. What is that?”

“Medical office,” Ashley said.

“Oh… wow. And here I half-expected you to still be working in some pagan shop like you did in high school.”

“Nah. This pays more, and besides, I have my own office, even if it is rather small.”

“Same here.” Kris waved back, then turned around, propping his feet up on the edge of his rather-cluttered desk. “Not a busy day, huh?”

“Not really, thankfully. Had several appointments come in this morning, but things have tapered off.”

“What do you do there?” Kris toyed with his pen, twirling it between his fingers like he used to do drumsticks back in high school.

“Lab tech. Got certification not long after school – been here for a couple years. I actually thought about going headlong into medicine, maybe as a nurse, at one point.”

“Why haven’t you?”

“Eh. In a rut, I suppose. Comfortable here for the time being.”

“Yeah, I know that feeling. I like being a copyeditor, even though I have the expertise at this point to run the magazine myself.”

“So… what are you doing right now?”

Kris grinned and shifted in his seat a little. “Sitting in my chair, feet kicked up on my desk, wishing to God you were here sucking my cock.”

Ashley groaned, the sound drawing a shudder out of Kris. “I like that idea.”

“What are you doing?” Kris asked when he heard the faint but distinct sound of a zipper descending.

“Entertaining that wish of yours… at least mentally.” A couple heartbeats passed and Ashley moaned softly. “God, I’d love to suck you off. Love your cock – so thick, filling my mouth…”

Oh, fuck… Kris dropped his free hand to his lap and rubbed himself through his pants. “Thank God I’m wearing black jeans,” he muttered. “What are you doing right now?”

“Stroking.” Ashley hummed and Kris heard him sucking on something. “Licking precome off my fingers.” Another second passed and Ashley gasped, “Kris. God, that feels good… Wanna jack off while you fuck my mouth.”

“Aw, shit.” Kris got his pants open and his cock pushed out into his waiting palm. He groaned, head falling back, phone pressed to his ear. “Yeah… Keep talking, babe.”

“Mmm… Ever come with a plug up your ass?”

“Goddamn.” Kris stroked faster, breathing more shallow now. “Ash.”

“Gonna let me sit on your face, ride your tongue?”

“Ashley…”

“God… Kris… Close.”

“Uh huh.” Kris pumped his cock harder, panting into the phone and struggling to keep his voice low.

“Want… oh, fuck… fuck… wanna feel you slap my ass, spank me over your knees…”

Kris damn near bit his tongue off and arched, growling Ashley’s name into the phone as he shot. A split second later, Ashley moaned, the sound ragged as Kris imagined spunk spilling over those long fingers.

“Holy…” Kris fought to get his breath back. “You’re too fucking good at this.”

Ashley chuckled and hummed contentedly. “So are you. God, I needed that.”

“No shit.” Kris’ hips jerking a little while he milked the last drop from the tip of his cock. He looked around for a paper towel or tissue, and not finding one, licked his hand clean instead. The taste threatened to make him hard again. “Okay. What the hell are you doing tonight?”

Ashley laughed. “Believe it or not, I was actually calling to ask you that very question. I just… got sidetracked.”

“To put it mildly. Wanna come over to my place? I’ll cook you dinner.”

“Ooo… And he cooks, too. Sounds like a keeper to me.”

Kris smiled to himself, pleased with that thought. “Seven o’clock okay? Need directions?”

“Nah. I’ll look it up online now that I’ve got your address. Seven o’clock sounds good to me. Gives me time to grab a shower.”

“Cool. See you then, babe.”

“Later.”

“Bye.”

Kris hung up and sighed, feeling quite melted where he sat. Maybe now he could concentrate on work.

Mountie
August 16th, 2009, 01:18 PM
Oh that was good Mycheal *pants*

hollie
August 17th, 2009, 11:31 AM
Lusty Drool Smilie OMG I do love your books please let us know when this is out

MychaelBlack
August 22nd, 2009, 05:40 PM
Oh that was good Mycheal *pants*

Hehe, thanks! :D

MychaelBlack
August 22nd, 2009, 05:40 PM
Lusty Drool Smilie OMG I do love your books please let us know when this is out

Thanks!! :D I surely will. :)