Author Davee Jones

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! It's time for Tuesday Tales. A group of writers gather together and give our interpretation of a specific word prompt each week. Once per month, we even write to an image.  You never know what you might encounter when you get inside our minds. This week our group writes to the word- pencil .    This will be an excerpt f ro m my new WIP for a new romance contemporary. Enjoy!~   Bea’s lips parted and Andrew slid his tongue inside, gently searching for her oral G-spot. When she moaned, he knew he found it. She pressed more firmly against him and gripped the back of his shirt. A few from the club scene passed them on the sidewalk, issuing catcalls and shows of appreciation. Andrew spoke first. “Will you come home with me, Bea? I need you.” “Wouldn’t we be jumping into this pretty fast?” Bea stayed pinned against him. “I can tell you want this too, Bea. It’s not wrong.” Bea hesitated for several seconds bef...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week our group writes to a delicious picture. Picture Prompts receive 300 words...so, here we go from Steal My Heart , book 4 WIP from The Fantasy League series. “I’ve had so many smoothies and granola this month, I’m going back to my roots.” “It’s okay to cheat every once in a while.” Lesley giggled, taking a bite of French toast. “Goodness knows I do it.” Staring at a plate of eggs, bacon, and toast, the scent wafted to my nostrils, reminding me of growing up. “My mom used to cook this all the time. We had fresh eggs almost every day.” Putting her fork down, she made eye contact with me. “Do you miss living in the country?” “I miss the anonymity and the protection that comes from living in a small town. Although everyone does know each other’s business way more than they should, they also take care of each other.” I hoped she didn’t catch on I was still worried about that stupid stalker email. I was a grown man for Pete’s sake. “I ...