A Sorta Fairytale
by Emily McKee
Release Date: 01/06/15
Summary from Goodreads:
I have my own sorta fairytale.
Only thing is that it’s with two people.
Thomas Braxton and Alex McNeil. They know I’m not with them completely. They know I have another. Everything else is pointless… useless.
From the moment I met Thomas and Alex I’ve thought if only I could blend them together? Thomas’s sexual endeavors. Alex’s sensitivity and passion for life. Then I would have the perfect person.
But perfect is overrated.
It doesn’t exist.
Plus, it’s not at all interesting.
And my relationships with Thomas and Alex?
Well that’s a story for the ages…
Only thing is that it’s with two people.
Thomas Braxton and Alex McNeil. They know I’m not with them completely. They know I have another. Everything else is pointless… useless.
From the moment I met Thomas and Alex I’ve thought if only I could blend them together? Thomas’s sexual endeavors. Alex’s sensitivity and passion for life. Then I would have the perfect person.
But perfect is overrated.
It doesn’t exist.
Plus, it’s not at all interesting.
And my relationships with Thomas and Alex?
Well that’s a story for the ages…
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Excerpt
Tossing the bra at your feet, I ask, “What do you think?” I get onto my knees and crawl over to you, lying on my stomach, resting my head in your hands. “Do you like it?” I see your eyes. They’re glued to my ass, right where I was hoping you’d be looking. “So, I’m gonna guess you like what you see?”
Your eyes dart to mine. “Like? I fucking love it. Makes me want to fuck you so badly right now.”
My belly swarms. “I’m not complaining.”
“Stella,” you say sternly.
Walking out of the room, I hear a lot of rummaging. I think you’re mad at me. I’m just about to get up and grab my clothes, ashamed, embarrassed you would reject me. At the last possible second, you save me.
You walk in holding the easel and paints. “Not at all. But I know if I don’t start painting you, I won’t get around to it.”
“Oh.” I smile. “Okay. How would you like me?”
Clearing your throat you say, “Thong off.”
“Alex,” I purr. “Are you sure you want to tempt yourself like that?”
I watch as you think it over. You look away from me, your mouth moving, almost like you’re having a conversation with yourself. “As shitty as it’s going to be with your naked body tempting me, I’ll take it. I need to see you, Stella. All of you. Now, take your thong off.”
I nod and stand from the bed. I don’t say anything. I can’t. I’m in awe of you, the way you take control. I would’ve never thought that of you. It turns me on. Placing my hands under the strings of my thong, I push it down my body and toss it to the side. I don’t do anything else. I want you to tell me what to do.
“Now lie on the bed.”
Excerpt
Tossing the bra at your feet, I ask, “What do you think?” I get onto my knees and crawl over to you, lying on my stomach, resting my head in your hands. “Do you like it?” I see your eyes. They’re glued to my ass, right where I was hoping you’d be looking. “So, I’m gonna guess you like what you see?”
Your eyes dart to mine. “Like? I fucking love it. Makes me want to fuck you so badly right now.”
My belly swarms. “I’m not complaining.”
“Stella,” you say sternly.
Walking out of the room, I hear a lot of rummaging. I think you’re mad at me. I’m just about to get up and grab my clothes, ashamed, embarrassed you would reject me. At the last possible second, you save me.
You walk in holding the easel and paints. “Not at all. But I know if I don’t start painting you, I won’t get around to it.”
“Oh.” I smile. “Okay. How would you like me?”
Clearing your throat you say, “Thong off.”
“Alex,” I purr. “Are you sure you want to tempt yourself like that?”
I watch as you think it over. You look away from me, your mouth moving, almost like you’re having a conversation with yourself. “As shitty as it’s going to be with your naked body tempting me, I’ll take it. I need to see you, Stella. All of you. Now, take your thong off.”
I nod and stand from the bed. I don’t say anything. I can’t. I’m in awe of you, the way you take control. I would’ve never thought that of you. It turns me on. Placing my hands under the strings of my thong, I push it down my body and toss it to the side. I don’t do anything else. I want you to tell me what to do.
“Now lie on the bed.”
For the past 21 years, I have been a planner and an organizer. I always needed things a specific way and then everything changed for me. I've always had a vivid imagination and thoughts racing through my mind. I realized that life is way too short to let things pass me by, because in the blink of an eye everything could change. So I decided to just live in the moment, taking every chance and opportunity led my way. No second thoughts and just going with the flow.
I decided to put the fictional characters and the conversations going on in my head to paper. I know, it makes me sound crazy, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I've embraced crazy and hectic and last minute because it's led me to making my dreams a reality.
When I'm not writing Happily Ever After's I'm reading about them and living one. I think this world is filled with too much sadness already we don't need to read about it as well. I write because I love it and I've allowed my imagination to run wild and be crazy and free. Just like me.
I decided to put the fictional characters and the conversations going on in my head to paper. I know, it makes me sound crazy, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I've embraced crazy and hectic and last minute because it's led me to making my dreams a reality.
When I'm not writing Happily Ever After's I'm reading about them and living one. I think this world is filled with too much sadness already we don't need to read about it as well. I write because I love it and I've allowed my imagination to run wild and be crazy and free. Just like me.
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