Author Davee Jones

Wine Grapes from Napa...random, but, I like this shot Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week's Tuesday Tales prompt is a triple word challenge. Our mediator decided to throw three extremely distinctive words our direction and see what we come up with.  We are writing to "hard, rough, and dirty". Please see how I use this triple nasty in my new WIP erotic romance,  Sexy Bea Spelling . Our heroine, Bea, challenges Andrew, but, will he melt her heart? "It was Bea. Andrew reconnected with the uncomfortable chair and read the message several times. Was it possible? Thoughts ran first through his heated groin before finally reaching his brain. He recalled the feel of her smooth skin against the pads of his fingers. Even her elbow for fuck’s sake, it wasn’t calloused or rough, even her damn elbow was smooth. He could take her wenis in his mouth and suck on it- maybe teasing her funny bone would make her nipples hard. The woman made him crazy and brought on bizarre t...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week's Tuesday Tales prompt is the word "glass". Please see how I use "glass" in my new WIP erotic romance,  Sexy Bea Spelling . Our heroine, Bea, challenges Andrew, but, will he melt her heart? Andrew followed Bea’s address orders and arrived at five minutes till eight. The small non-descript Italian restaurant sat between a dry cleaner and hair salon. The weathered rich red brick must have been fifty years old, if not older. A few bistro tables in a variety of colors advertised al fresco seating just by their position on the sidewalk. Classic chianti bottles held plain white wax candles that had melted down the bottle necks.  The flames flickered in the gentle evening breeze. Bea sat alone at a green table, sipping a deep rose wine, occasionally twirling the glass and inspecting the jewel toned liquid. “Does it have legs?” Andrew asked, walking up behind her while putting a hand on Bea’s shoulder. Bea subtly startled. “Legs...

Ahoy Fellow Fathomers! This week's Tuesday Tales prompt is a picture. I use this beautiful serene setting to kickoff my new WIP erotic romance, Sexy Bea Spelling . Our heroine, Bea, uses a week to lose her inhibitions, but, did she lose her heart as well? Take a peek at  Sexy Bea Spelling- “Never in a million years would I have thought a ménage a` trois would be on my bucket list.” Bea’s cheeks reddened and she twisted the scarf between her hands. “It’s nothing to be ashamed of. We all need something wild we can fantasize about into our old age.” Andrew smiled, gently grasping her hands in his, momentarily stopping her nervous fingers. “It seemed so delicious and sinful all at the same time. Since this resort encourages the release of inhibitions, I felt free.” “You are free, Bea, you are an adult woman over the age of twenty-one who has needs you’ve denied for far too long. Just because you are satiated doesn’t mean you’ll return to reality and start hitting hook-u...