Today I have the honor of hosting Jodi Olson on my blog.
Here's what Jodi has to say about herself.
I started reading romances around the age of 14, maybe even younger. Would read any type of genre in romance. Then I really got hooked on western romance, those cowboys then became very addictive so that was all I read for many years.
Then about ten years ago I started reading erotic romances. I devoured them. Then 4 years ago I started writing my own western erotic romances.
I am the author now of 17 ebooks, and 2 paperbacks, with 4 more coming out this year. I write about the cowboys I love and other erotic romances including menage stories.
When I’m not writing, I spend my time reading and chatting on my yahoo author group and my FB group’s author pages and my group Divine Divas.
Bobbie knew she wanted to be with Clint forever, but sometimes things don’t work out. When he left, Devlin was there when she needed someone. Yet there was something about Devlin; she knew he cared for her, but he had a secret. When Clint comes back into Bobbie’s life things get complicated, for ALL concerned. What will Clint and Devlin do…For the Love of Bobbie.
Clint walked down to the part of the river where Bobbie stood fishing and stared into her big beautiful brown eyes. “Bobbie, there wasn’t a day I didn’t think about you. I just wanted you to know that.”
“I don’t believe anything you have to say right now. You left not only me but…”
Clint waited for Bobbie to finish but she didn’t say anything else. “Guess I’ll have to show you instead of telling you then.” He lowered his mouth to hers and cupped his hand behind her head. “This should bring back memories of how it was between us and how it can be again—if you let it.”
Bobbie stood still, a soft moan escaping from the back of her throat. Clint softened the kiss as his fingers caressed gently down from her cheek to her jaw. Bobbie dropped her fly rod to the ground. Clenching her fist she let another moan escape her lips before placing her hands flat against his chest.
The memory of her kisses was the only thing that kept him going during those long cold lonely nights. His tongue traced along her lips, and she opened for him; her hands, still on his chest, trembled.
Clint felt himself growing hard, he wanted to make love to her right where they stood, but he lifted his mouth off hers. “Soon, Bobbie, I’m going show you we belong together, and you’ll be naked when I do.” He forced his eyes to focus on her lips instead of those beautiful breasts peeking out of that tight tank top.
“You shouldn’t have kissed me like that; I’m…seeing someone else now. I was over you a long time ago.”
“Those lips—that kiss—say otherwise.”
“I moved on, I’m with Devlin now.”
Clint saw Bobbie’s eyes become misty even though she tried to hide it from him. “I’m sorry, Bobbie, for hurting you. That’s the last thing I wanted to do. I know it doesn’t mean much, but we were just kids back then, now we’re both adults. I’m not that boy anymore, look me in the eyes and tell me you didn’t feel anything with that kiss.” He waited for Bobbie to say something but it never happened. Instead, he watched her walk away.
An hour went by before Devlin felt Clint’s breath close to his ear. “Follow me, cowboy.”
Devlin followed Clint until they were far from the camp. “Take off my jeans, slave,” Clint commanded.
Devlin stripped off Clint’s jeans along with the boxers, and noticed Clint’s cock already hard against his belly. He leaned over and pressed a kiss to Clint’s lips. “What next, master?” Devlin brushed his lips against Clint’s lips again. “Do you want me to fuck you right now? Do you want to feel your slave’s cock inside you? ”
Clint could barely breath, he wanted Devlin to take him hard and fast and he wanted it now. When Clint’s breathing began to get heavier Devlin pushed him against the nearest tree. “Take me now, Devlin, before I change my mind.” Clint trembled as Devlin’s fingers stroked over his opening, then down and around his scrotum. Devlin moved one hand to capture Clint’s shaft in a hard clasp. The pulling action sent Clint’s arousal even higher. “Fuck me—now!”
Devlin reached in his pocket and removed a small package of lubricant, “You’ll need this, especially if it’s your first time,” he chuckled as he rubbed the slick liquid over his hardening shaft. Devlin’s cock pressed against the tight opening, he entered just a little and withdrew, then entered a little more each time, the burning increased as Clint’s anal opening stretched.
Mesmerized by the erotic sight of Devlin working his cock deeper into Bobbie’s pussy, Clint groaned. The sound drew Devlin’s attention and he looked at Clint and grinned.
“Clint is watching us, Bobbie. I think he wants to join us.”
Bobbie’s eyes opened. “Clint!” Her voice was a shriek. She tried to move to get up, but Devlin’s hand pushed her back down. “Stay here, this is what you wanted, isn’t it?” His voice was smooth, but insistent. “Look at Clint, darlin’. His dick is about to burst through his jeans, wanting to get inside you.” He looked at Clint, “Tell her.”
Clint’s mouth was so dry he couldn’t speak so he nodded instead. Bobbie soon relaxed enough that Devlin sank the rest of his cock into her all the way. He withdrew in a slow motion before plunging back into her, forcing a cry of pleasure from Bobbie.
Bobbie watched Clint, and he watched Devlin fuck the woman they both wanted. He was fascinated by the gloss of sweat all over Devlin’s tanned skin, and the sucking and slapping sounds of the frantic erotic joining.
Devlin stopped moving. Placing one arm under Bobbie’s hips, he used the other to urge her up until she was pressed against his chest, his cock still firmly lodged in her pussy.
“Clint, get in here,” Devlin ordered.
Clint moved closer, stopping only a few inches from the bed.
Devlin lifted one hand to play with Bobbie’s breast. “Get those clothes off.” Clint didn’t waste any time doing just that.
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