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Yep I needed an entire month because after all; you only turn 50 ONCE in your lifetime and many of us don't make it.
But I'm back and full of it!
Yep, full of ideas and I am going to share an small excerpt of what I have been working on.
Tell me what you think?
(Untitled Mature Romance novel)
She rolled
over and noticed the time on the clock. “Holy hell!” she said as she threw the
covers from her thick frame. Then she heard it. Snoring.
“Hey, hey.”
She said as she pushed the back of the sleeping man on the opposite side of the
bed.
“What?” he said
groggily.
“It’s nine o
clock, you have got to go.” She said as she snatched the covers from his body.
She sucked in a breath as those thick, muscular arms and broad shoulders
brought back memories from the previous night.
“C’mon it
was a late night.” He said as he pulled the blanket back up to his shoulders.
“No, no,
no.” she said tugging at the covers. “My son will be here in less than an
hour.” Although if she knew her son, it would be more like two hours but she
didn’t’ want to tell him that.
“Babe, let
me sleep just a little longer. I mean, damn; it’s not like you let me get much
sleep last night.” He said as he turned over and grabbed her hand.
“Well,
somebody had a lot of mouth and I had to make you live up to your words.” She
said as she closed her eyes and let his fingers trace down her C cup breasts.
He moved
towards her and brought a hardened nipple to his mouth.
“Look…” she
began saying but his tongue slid lower until he was licking her thighs. “Umm,
well, since you insist.” She said as she allowed him to climb on top of her and
soon nine o clock became nine forty five.
He lay on
her back, sweat dripping from him onto her. He kissed her cheek.
“Now that
you have thrown off my whole morning, can we now get in the shower before my
son gets here?”
“Yes! You
want to continue in the shower.” He said as he rolled off of her and sat on the
side of the bed.
“No, you
shower; I’ll make coffee and then join you. But you better be half way finished
by the time I get there. No fooling around.”
“If you say
so.” He said as he got up and walked towards the bathroom.
She smiled
and let her eyes travel down the length of him. “I’m so lucky.” She said as he
turned.
“No, I’m the
lucky one.” He said as he closed the door and she heard the water come on in
the shower.
She righted
herself in the bed and reached for her glasses. She then poured two of her
arthritis pills in her hand. She got up and pulled on her robe and slippers.
She passed the mirror and brushed down her unruly grey hair.
“Not bad for
57, not bad at all” she said as she continued to the kitchen.
