TOESday Tales....I mean Tuesday Tales...did someone think about feet?

On Ellicott Street Buy Link

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! Welcome to 2014 and the first Tuesday Tales of this new year. I introduce you to a new WIP I have going. It's a bit of paranormal/mythology and erotic romance. I have not yet chosen a name for this new book, but, I won't need that for this first snippet today. Our word prompt today is "toes" and I have plenty I can say with this particular prompt. Toes can be sexy...I mean, I see many feet and toes during yoga classes. Beautiful pedicures, toe rings, even ankle bracelets can really add flare and beauty to a woman.

Without further ado...please see my snippet with "toes" as the prompt word. ***CONTAINS EXPLICIT CONTENT*
my toes in Galveston on the beach

“There must be a catch, there is always a catch.” I almost hissed. “Please don’t waste our precious little time with empty opportunities.” I clutched Teresa tightly against me.

“I’ll leave you to make love until the sun sets below the horizon. You’ll have until then to make your decision.”

Teresa rushed out of my arms. “What is in this for you? I cannot imagine a good deed goes without reward for you.”

Psyche’s tiny feet landed on the center of a sturdy oak table. I couldn’t even make out her miniscule toes. “Nothing that will affect you, I promise. That’s all I’m allowed to say. You may continue your current arrangement or trade it, it’s that simple.” She vanished before we could ask her anything else.

I slumped next to my forever lover. “Teresa, what the hell was that?”

“I don’t know, Cara. I’m not sure what to make of Psyche’s proposal. It could contain black magic or a mysticism far worse.” Teresa positioned herself between my knees. “Fifty years seems like an eternity today, but, I can only imagine how fast it would go. Would I never touch you again after that?”

I kissed Teresa as she softly pushed me backward onto the bed.  “But, can you imagine having fifty years together, every day? I could wake up to you for hundreds of days, thousands of hours.” Tears pooled and fell down my face. I touched them, still amazed at my human advantages. “It’s a dream come true.”

Ever the skeptical human, Teresa shook her head. “At what cost? What would it be worth to lose what we have now.”

“We wouldn’t be Godforsaken statues for at least fifty years!” Anger replaced my tears.

“Please baby, don’t do this, we only have about eleven hours left now, let’s spend the rest of our time loving each other.” Teresa traced my shoulder with her tongue, then she lightly bit my supple skin. “You feel so very nice. It’s amazing.”

The throbbing ache returned between my legs and I wanted her, it seemed, more than ever. I roughly pulled her against me, we joined skin to skin from head to toe.  I arched my hips against her, and gripped her ass into me. Teresa matched my lips with a deep open mouthed kiss, her tongue forcefully probing before she softened her tongue inside my mouth.  I sucked her tongue like stick candy and she moaned, reaching for my breast.

Please visit our main page for many other authors' varied takes on "toes"
Tuesday Tales


V.L. Locey said…
Steamy. I like it!

And I laughed out loud at your clever header. Toesday Tales indeed! =D
Sarah Cass said…
Steamy...although I am curious about Psyche's offer just as they are. Can't wait for more!

(And feet are not sexy...blech. lol)
Davee said…
Thank you V.L. and Sarah...I enjoyed today's prompt. lol
SherryGLoag said…
Plenty of mmystery beneath the passion.
Lindsay said…
Love the TOESday Tales.
Nice and steamy. Should warm the readers in the frozen Northeast
Jillian said…
You had a lot of fun with this one- including your title. I enjoyed this week's little snippet.
Iris B said…
sTeamy start of your new WIP :-) And yes I reckon feet can be sexy!
S.E said…
I wonder what the caatch will be.

Popular posts from this blog

Slobber on my Keyboard?

Belly Fat is Not Just Uncomfortable, It Could be H. Pylori

Author Sara York Writes-How I Lick My Balls - A Story of Schweddy Balls and One Million Angry Moms