Crazy, wild, fish wrap…

I was gripped with this mad need today to fling caution to the wind and do something crazy and out of control this weekend because I really want to and it’s my birthday next week. So, I banged away on the computer keys looking for wild things to do from a night of luxury in a fantastic resort, to hooking up with an unknown man for a night of orgasmic sex to jumping on the next boat north to swim naked then drink gin on the deck of a nefarious pirate ship. The best I can do right now at this moment? Being the inventor of a fish wrap at Bruce’s fine food emporium in the heart of blue collar worker world.

But, I haven’t given up on luxury, wild sex or drinking gin…something will come to me and hopefully it won’t be fish…  

Got it...

Years ago when the movie The Bridges of Madison County first came out I watched it and thought, like many other women at that time, “Get out of the car and go to him. Don’t miss out on the love of your life.” When she didn’t get out of the car and she stayed with her husband and let probably the only man who would ever really know her go, I decided it was a dumb movie and I’d never watch it again. But I did, just recently, and being older and a tad wiser, I understood more what was going on. Just because you need somebody doesn’t mean they can ever be a part of your life. I get it. Life does not work out neat and pretty and you deny need because, at the time, despite the pain, it’s the right thing to do. Sometimes you can’t have the person you need. Life is not a happily ever after romance story. Maybe that's why we rely on the fantasy of them so much because the reality is hard. Yes, a profound thought considering there is no coffee in the house….

Synchronicity…

I was on my morning walk thinking about how I needed to get one last box to fit my microwave in for the move on Friday. As I pondered this I rounded a corner and there before me was a pile of boxes on the sidewalk. I think Mick summed it up best…

You can't always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you might find
You get what you need

~ The Rolling Stones ~

Thief is out now. Click here to take a squiz - Thief of Mine

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Seduction…

Seduction. Possession. Belonging. Fear. Limits. Arousal.

Dear Sir,

You told me my body was not my own. I have been raised to believe the opposite. You're the devil in a way, using seductive words to make me sway to your tune. But, I can't say that's entirely of your own doing. I was so aroused when you told me that my cunt is yours and that my nipples would only be sucked by you, unless you wanted so otherwise. I balked at "otherwise." There was no way another man was getting his hands on me unless I want it. You overstepped the line, Sir, by saying this to me.

But then, you're in charge and I follow you. Sir, that scares me. I'm following you, that my body is aroused and it's because you're making it aroused. Are you in charge of my body? What else are you in charge of? When I studied at school, was it to make myself intelligent and educated, a woman, not of the world, but a woman for you?

Yes, a scary thought Sir, and you truly are the devil in some ways.

And you have that gleam in your eyes. The one that always pushes me...towards you. No other man in that room with their artfully spiky hair did anything to me like you do with your eyes only. When I look at your body, I am gone completely. Your cock was bursting out of your trousers. It was obscene. I wore the dress you told me to, it only showed my legs, but you couldn't stop looking me all over. The way you focused on my breasts, and then my bottom. You're an arse man I can tell. When I bent to pick up my tissue, I looked at you knowing you would be watching and my mouth made an O. Your hands were clenched. Did you want to spank me, Sir? I know you like seeing my buttocks redden. Am I then, your every submissive fantasy?

But you know, I'm no man's fantasy. I am a strong, modern, independent woman and damn you for making my arousal stronger than myself. Or have you simply got to the real flesh and blood inside me? Have you stripped me raw even before fucking me? Why are you making me wait, Sir? I know you say you're a hard man and it will be no gentle seduction, but don't you see this is seduction all the same. Making me wait, denying me, what is it they say, withholding cock. Is that your angle, Sir? Are you withholding your cock? Are you making me so wet that by the time you fuck me, I'll be able to take you "hard." I may look soft, but I can take what you give me. And I know that's why you chose me. Yes, you zeroed in on me. And I should be giggling like a girl that you have given me all this attention, because I know you will call me your girl.

And that's wrong. And that goes against everything I believe in. You have taken my words and left me with only a whimper to offer you. A slow, soft, low, whimper in your ear as you possess me against the wall of your living room. Take me anywhere, Sir. Screw me and fuck me, you know I will give into you because I'm already yours and you know it. Just make sure that I get to suck my juices combined with your cum from that cock of yours afterwards. After using my body the way you want Sir, I think you owe me at least that much.

Not reluctantly at all, yours.

Thank you Amarinda for giving me the chance to write this. This is dedicated to someone who has the power of seducing me.

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Someone said to me today….

“I don’t promise anything but I give everything.” That stuck in my head all day. And in light of that…this song….yeah, I get it now.



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Men…sooooo hard…

I sent my latest book off to my editor last night. I always forget how much work it takes to self edit…which is funny because I’m convinced most writers are blind to their faults and you only see how blind you are when the real edits come back.

Anyway, I had a moment where I got stuck in the story I was writing. This meant I literally came to a screaming halt as I tried to work out what to do. The plot was fine. The heroine was fine. It was the hero. He was being a silent pain in the arse. I couldn’t work out what the hell he wanted. That doesn’t happen often. However I stared at the flashing cursor on screen and thought 'what the hell do you want from her, sunshine?' I wanted this raw, primal man not this silent guy who just stood there and looked pretty but vague. It's not often I come up blank but this guy just had me wondering about him and men in general.

To work out where to go with the hero, I spoke to several of men I know. I asked them - what do men want? What is important to you? Is the whole goal thing significant? How essential is romance compared to sex? What characteristics do you want in a woman? Can you be less strong to allow a woman to be stronger? Does female strength scare a man? Do you want forever? What do you want?” The most common responses? “Don’t know.” “Not sure.” “You’re not going to put me in your book are you?” Uh huh...no wonder we read romance books, generally written by women, as women know what they and other women want in a man. We know what we need and we’ll say it and maybe it will be awkward and sudden but damn it we don’t piss around like men do. Really it’s a wonder why any men get married or last in long term relationships at all.

Men - wonderful creatures but then so are parakeets.

New Cover…

Yes, once more the cover gods smiled on me. This book is out in November with Whiskey Creek Torrid….and it’s had reviews already…bizarre world…

With hot love scenes, a mystery to be unravelled, and intense emotion jumping off practically every page, what's not to like about Attitude Angel? The word flow is easy to follow, with sarcastic whit and charm filling the pages. Attitude Angel will make you laugh, make you believe in hope, and most of all will make you remember how wonderful first love is... Attitude Angel has everything a good book should - and then some.
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Amarinda Jones has written a witty and wonderful holiday story, with romance and hot steamy sex. The characters are fun to read, and the journey from Attitude Angel to something more for David is so much fun. And Lucy is written with such humor and laughter, mixed with her pain, that I laughed at the antics, agreed with some of Lucy’s insights for the holiday season, and ultimately, I fell in love with both of them. This is an excellent, if non-traditional, holiday story, and one I thoroughly enjoyed.
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I always think it’s good to know you don’t suck completely…

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