Happy Six Sentence Sunday! I hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday, and if you don't celebrate, I hope your weekend is going well. Thank you so much for visiting and taking the time to read this week's snippet. I really appreciate your time and the comments you leave for me. While my sixes aren't always right after each other, they are in chronological order. If you'd like to read last week's SSS post, it's here.
Today I'm offering another snippet from The Bone Flute, a paranormal romantic suspense. Remember Jozsef? In this snippet, he wakes up to someone fondling his leg. Not bad for being dead for 1400 years.
Now, once again, he awakened from wherever he went between these encounters to the erotic feeling of someone running their fingertips over his leg. Even before he’d fully materialized, he realized the hands belonged to someone feminine and old enough to know what she was doing.
Magical energy crackled and pulsed around him, seductively pulling him into the world. Pleasure built within him as the hands slid over his inner thigh then up to his hip, grazing the sides of his scrotum. Arousal shivered through him, hardening his cock into a pillar of stone between his legs.
Holy God, who is this woman?
I've often been told paleontologists have great hands. ;) There are several great authors on the Six Sentence Sunday list and a few of my favorites are Karla Doyle, Sarah Ballance, Silver James, Zee Monodee, and Goran Zidar. Thank you for stopping by and happy reading! :)