Author Davee Jones

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week our group writes to the word prompt, "nail". Would Marty ever change his mind?  From Steal My Heart, book 4 WIP from The Fantasy League series. “Good Lord, young lady, you sure make me feel my age.” “Yeah, old man, whatever, mid-life crisis years are still well ahead of you. Today is attributed to couch-itis.” The fifteen mile bike ride through an expansive nature preserve winded both of them. However, Sharlyn would never admit the truth. No breeze, the bright green leaves still in the heating, humid air, the day proved to be another hot one. “C’mon big brother, I’ll buy you an ice cream.” Suddenly, it occurred to Marty he hadn’t had ice cream, since, well, the last time with Lola. “Ice cream?” “Yes, you know, the frozen sweet stuff that adds pounds to your gut.” Recalling their goodbye, when she rejected him, she wouldn’t leave with him. She didn’t want a relationship. They were better suited as friends, blah blah blah. ...

Welcome to Tuesday Tales! Each week our group writes to a prompt. This week is this beautiful shot of nature: Let's see how this plays out.... “Seriously, if we get on this boat now, it’ll be a Gilligan’s Island ordeal.”  “C’mon, Danika, we are going to be fine. This storm will blow over and we will be one of the only ones on the lake.” Dominik’s tone took on an edge of frustration.  “Besides, we have to have this date. It’s the last day of the week and I for one don’t want to piss off Lola.” “Going out on your stupid boat isn’t the only thing we can do today. Expand your horizons. The boat doesn’t impress me much anyway.” “I have a feeling we won’t have to worry about following up with each other.” He muttered under his breath. “Have you enjoyed any of your dates? Are you this difficult with everyone?” Danika sat speechless. I don’t know, have I really been that difficult? No, things have been easy with Finn. She shook it off and tried not to think about th...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers and it’s review time in the The Locker again. So, I got my feet wet with ménage when I wrote my newest release, Sexy Bea Spelling. I don’t know about you, but, I will admit the thought of two gals and one guy is scintillating to me. I’ll leave it up to you, dear reader, to wonder if I’ve done it or not… Anyway, I digress. This post is all about Em Petrova and her short piece, Double Dippin’. We have the usual set up scene, an office and a buxom administrative assistant just setting herself up for a good time by being in the right place at the right time. Bosses who are secret lovers, but, who can’t seem to get enough of fantasizing about their come hither aide with the quivering thighs. Yea, that’s what this adds up to. If you want a quick read for satisfying steam, give Double Dippin’ a whirl. It opened my mind up to possibilities and released some inhibitions…even if they were all in my imagination. I give Double Dippin’ 4 sn...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This Friday Flash Fiction has a hawt man waiting to be bound. What sparks your mind? Our group of writers will write exactly 100 words, no more no less, to a designated picture prompt. My 100 words comes from my brand new adult romance entitled, Cheaper to Keep Her . After you read my contribution, please read what the other writers have to say, the links follow. Happy Friday! See my contribution below: “Baby, why don’t you let me chain you to the bed? You know get some whipped cream, that flavored oil, and the vibrator?” “Whatev…you caveman. I thought you were finally going to tow that junk truck project out of my yard. That’s what that chain would be good for.” Stormi Goddard rolled her eyes at her husband. “Leave it to you to ruin a good sex moment.” “Last time we tried you couldn’t get it up.” Jensen Goddard shrugged his shoulders. “Ever think it might be…well, you?” He leaned forward and lowered his voice. “That’s why I suggested the ...