This week has been an adventure! We had the stomach bug rip through our house for the first time in two years! Blah! The only upside to that is that I got to spend some down time at home and get some writing done. Yay! I’ve got two WIPs that I’m so eager to finish that it’s killing me. One of which is my contribution to this week’s Mid-Week Tease! Every week I join several other amazing authors in Sandra Bunino’s Mid-Week Tease as we share a snippet of a new release, a backlisted titled or a WIP. Aside from having the opportunity to share a little part of my work, I get to hop from site to site reading other authors’ works. It’s a lot of fun!
This week I’m sharing a snippet of my WIP, tentatively titled “Love Thy Neighbor.” This story involves a thirty-something divorcee, Stacey, who has trouble saying no to her strong-willed and incredibly sexy younger neighbor, Ren. The scene below is the first scene in Chapter One when Ren sneaks in her back yard to find her sunbathing.
Ren Haynes unlatched the gate to his neighbor’s back yard and snuck through the opening, making sure to close it softly behind him. An hour ago, Stacey Williams had been watering her plants and landscape in cut-off jean shorts and a red and white striped tank top. With the strings of her red bikini top escaping from the neck of her shirt, he assumed her plan was to lounge around in her back yard by the pool on this scorching hot Saturday at the end of May and that was fine by him.
He wanted to see her. Actually, he needed to see her.
Walking quietly around the corner of the back of her house, he stopped in his tracks. Holy fuck! There she was in all her glory, lying on a chaise lounge a few feet from her in-ground pool, her golden skin and sensuous curves on display. Her chestnut hair bunched in a knot on the top of her head, exposing the long column of her neck. Her eyes were closed. Her chest rose and fell with gentle breaths. Ren’s breath hitched and his heart accelerated. Adrenaline pumped through him at just the sight of her.
Her breathing made it impossible for him not to stare at her tits. Her breasts filled the cups of the bikini perfectly… not overflowing and looking sleazy, but rather classy and sexy, leaving a little to the imagination. He’d fantasized many times about molding her tits in his hands and laving her nipples until they hardened into little pebbles. God, he wanted to touch her.
Her abdomen and legs curved around toned muscle. A lot of the girls he met in college were either too skinny because they starved themselves under the belief they were too fat. Or they were more than curvy, having packed on the freshmen twenty and never able to lose it. He never understood the constant insecurity in females. He’d enjoyed all female forms, literally. Stacey seemed to be less concerned with these insecurities and that made her all the more attractive.
She had what he considered a bombshell body, and he’d give anything to explore her with his hands, his tongue, his cock. Thinking of which, his cock twitched in his cargo shorI ts. God, she was fucking gorgeous!
“Jesus Christ,” she yelped and that brought him out of his lust-filled haze. Ren shook his head, trying desperately to erase the images that peppered his thoughts. He feared his expression would give him away, but she was too consumed with grabbing the purple towel draped over the Adirondack chair next to her to recognize the hunger in his eyes. “You scared the shit out of me, Ren!”
“Sorry, Stacey,” he said, walking over closer to where she lay as he rambled on. “I didn’t mean to scare you. I got home from Gainesville late last night and I wanted to swing by today and say hello. See how you’re doing. See if you needed any help with the yard and such this summer.” He stood at the end of her chaise lounge, his form casting a shadow over her.
Ren’s mother shared that Stacey’s asshole husband, Randy, left her for a younger woman, and their divorce finalized a few weeks ago. He couldn’t help but feel elated at the opportunity that she was now free.
He’d fucked quite a few girls in college this year…well, actually, all four years of college. He’d enjoyed the release, but none of them were anything other than a lay. And none of them made him want to drop to his knees and worship the ground they walked on. Stacey, on the other
hand, did. He mustered all his strength to keep from hitting his knees now and expressing all the things he wanted to do to her.
If you want to know how I envision Ren and Stacey, see below:
I hope you enjoyed the introduction to Stacey and Ren. I’m almost done with their story! If you enjoyed this little snippet, click on the link below to hop to the other talented authors participating in the Tease!
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