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Wednesday, 9 July 2008

Floss and gloss...



I had to see Fairy Floss today. Who’s that? My doctor. She is very ethereal, caring and almost other worldy – pretty much the complete opposite of me. I have been seeing her for nearly 20 years and it seems to work. I prefer female doctors. I don’t really, in my opinion, think male doctors can understand the urge to rip someone’s head off when in full PMS mode or how your pelvic bones seem to be sharpened objects spearing into your stomach when you have the curse.

Anyway, I digress…last week I got a note from her telling me to increase my thyroid meds. She was on hols but she stopped long enough to check my blood tests. So I got her note which I could read maybe only every third word of. Hmmm…was it some sort of code? Is fairy floss a spy? Or just a doctor with appalling writing? Anyway I took the new prescription to the chemist and the chemist wasn’t sure what I was being prescribed since it was an odd dose and not my usual. I love mysteries. Don’t you? And yeah, it will be the basis of another book (see copyright warning). Why do I say see copyright warning?
Well as writers, we are like sponges – that description will probably piss some off yet I say it anyway – we absorb stuff that is going on around us and consciously or subconsciously file it away for some later book. It’s real easy to nick an idea without thinking about it. Of course I am generalizing and not talking about any writer particular.

Anyway – back to the Floss – she always has a full waiting room. She is popular because she is one of those doctors who actually listens to you and will take 3 hours with one patient it needs be – hence the full waiting room. So, she’s a good doctor but sometimes needs to be brought around to the subject at hand. But to cut a boring story short – after a crystal reading and picking a flower card, to tell me how my spirit was (I need to find joy apparently …uh huh ), I got the right meds, dose was upped and metabolism is now be forced to work instead of sit their like the useless gland it is. And you thought your life was boring.

Cindy Spencer Pape – what can I say? The girl can write a damn good book. Heart of the Bear is out now through Total-e-bound. See below. And yes, it is another click on the cover and buy moment. No, don’t blame me if you become a book shopaholic.
Heart of the Bear -Guardian Investigations Book 1-By Cindy Spencer Pape

The blurb:

She can see into the minds of criminals, but can she find her way into the heart of the bear? Detective and psychic Hannah Lightfoot heads to her family's mountain cabin to make some hard decisions about the future of her career. When she reaches the cabin she finds it already occupied-by ahandsome naked stranger. Shape-shifter Evan Maddox is her brother's friend and partner. After a night of unbelievable passion, they work together to rescue a kidnapped child. He believes in Hannah's gifts, but can he trust
her with his deepest secrets? Maybe even with his heart?

The excerpt…adult

How did he know my name?

It didn't matter. All that mattered was the fire that raged between us. I shifted upward just a little so I could reach his ear. "I need this," I whispered with a soft puff of air. "I need to feel safe, to feel alive."

Like I hadn't for the last three months. I'd come up to the cabin to be alone, to wrestle with the demons that haunted me. Suddenly, I understood loneliness had been a big part of my problem. What I needed right now wasn't to be alone with my thoughts but to connect with another human being on a primal level friends and family just couldn't reach.

He bent his head and took my lips in a kiss so carnal it chased every last trace of cold right out of me. Thick, powerful fingers dug into my ass and waist while lips both strong and soft plundered my mouth.

I opened eagerly, drinking in the sensations as his tongue speared into me, seeking, searching, claiming me as his own. He tasted faintly of coffee and something sweet, but mostly he just tasted male. I licked my tongue along his, learning the shape and texture of him as he probed. My hands were trapped by the blanket, but I wiggled them until I could bring them up between us, flat against the sides of his broad masculine chest.

"Are you warm yet?" His rapid breaths caressed my cheek when he drew his mouth from mine.

I nodded and arched my spine, thrusting my hips against his as far as I could.

Evan groaned. After a few jerky movements of his hands, our blanket cocoon loosened. It still covered us both, but my bare butt met the woollen rug below. Fine with me. I ignored the rough fibre and concentrated on the smooth skin of Evan's shoulders beneath my palms.

His next kiss was gentle, almost sweet. Our lips touched, retreated, touched again, then slowly moved against one another. Evan rolled me over to my back, holding himself on his side so one hand was free to explore. Callused fingers traced up my side and back down my arm as softly as a feather in the wind.

I didn't want soft and gentle. My skin had become one giant erogenous zone, and I wanted to feel him everywhere. I reached down and clasped his iron-hard cock in one fist.

"Mmm." He made a little sound of pleasure as I moved my hand up and down the length of his shaft. He was bigger than anyone I'd ever been with. My fingers didn't even come close to meeting where they wrapped around him, and there would have been plenty of room for both hands on him length-wise.

He returned the favour by leaning down to circle one of my nipples with the tip of his tongue. Now it was my turn to hum. Of course, I lifted the blanket with my free hand and looked down to watch. The dark pink nubbin was still peaked from the cold and hypersensitive. His eyelids drooped, but his gaze was intense as he watched himself paint the tip of my breast with
moisture.

I may have whimpered. I'm not proud of it, but the need that racked me was that powerful. I know I squeezed down on his shaft and lifted my chest to push myself closer to his mouth. He met my unspoken request and sucked my nipple into his mouth. His cock pumped into my hand as his powerful thigh muscles pulsed. Damn, he'd gotten even bigger and harder. There was a brief flash of concern that he wasn't going to fit in my pussy, but then he used his tongue to press my nipple against the roof of his mouth and started to suckle. Anything resembling clear thought scattered like pine needles in the stormy wind outside the cabin.

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9 comments:

barbara huffert said...

Crystal readings and flower cards, how cool. Knowing that was part of the visit would make the whole thing not so pukeable.

Amarinda Jones said...

Gee...I was still stuffing around with the colours on this when you commented - you is is faaaaaast

Sandra Cox said...

I love that picture. I love that style of painting.
Cindy, wishing you many sales!

Mona Risk said...

AJ, we must have the same doctor. Mine is a lovely lady, an excellent doctor who takes her time with each patient. In addition, we talk a lot about my books and compare notes on cruises. Unfortunately I can't read her handwriting, but then mine is as difficult to read.

Great excerpt Cindy. I think I told you how mych I love your cover.

Katie Reus said...

Great excerpt Cindy!! Very hot ;)

Anny Cook said...

Loooove this book. Yep.

My doc is also a woman. The best.

Regina Carlysle said...

I love this faery pic. It's beautiful. Your doctor sounds wonderful.

Are you feeling okay???

JacquƩline Roth said...

Great excerpt, Cindy. I love shifters and have a soft spot for bears. *wink* I'm going to have to wander of to Total-e-bound and have a look around.

You know I go to a female doc too but had never seen her as very interested in alternatives. Until I found out she brought necklaces with healing crystals back to all her nurses from vacation.

Cindy Spencer Pape said...

AJ, your doctor might be worth travelling all the way to OZ for. Haven't found a good one here. All idiot males who don't listen and don't believe a female knows what she's talking about.

Thanks everyone for the nice comments about the new book!