Morning After - Tempting Fate

Well, I spent the day of my new release celebrating in bed.

No...no, unfortunatly it's not what you think. I've got a wicked cold. Yuck. So not the way I would have liked to celebrate my first LSB release!

But here's a bit of an excerpt for you reading pleasure and then at the end I've got a question for you and a chance to win. Thanks for celebrating the "Morning After" with me!

Excerpt from Tempting Fate:

She stood at the center kitchen island. He was behind her. Close behind her, pressing her hard into the island. He didn't seem to notice, though, as he finished his cocktail.

But oh baby, did Chloe notice.

She leaned back slightly, bringing her back completely in contact with Tanner's front. That's when he stilled, setting his glass down in front of her.

“Chloe, what are you doing?”

What was she doing? She was making herself feel really good. And she had little doubt that Tanner could make her feel even better.

But she said, “Nothing.”

He pushed forward, his thick cock pressing into her behind. She pressed back just as hard, enjoying the contact. Wanting more.

Her breasts felt heavy and she was sure that moisture saturated her panties.

“I want more,” Tanner said.

At the same time his hands moved to her waist, tickling the exposed skin between her shirt and pants.

“Yes,” was all that she could manage.

She thought it was probably much more polite than the “Touch me more” that was threatening to spring out.

As if he heard her unspoken plea, his hands did move. They slid around her waist to her stomach. His hand splayed open on her stomach, practically covering her from her pubic bone to the underside of her breast.

“Please move your hand,” she said. “And I don't mean away.”

She didn't care which way. Up or down would be fine with her. Either way promised her extreme pleasure.

She held her breath, wondering what he'd do next.

His hand slid upwards.

“Oh yesss.”

Rather than cupping her breast, he drew lazy circles around her. Her breasts weren't huge by any stretch of the imagination, but they'd be a nice handful for him. She desperately wanted more contact.

Taking the risk, she broke the contact of her back to his front to lean forward into his caress.

His breath was warm on her neck when he laughed. The smell of the fruit juice obliterated any smell of alcohol on his breath.

“Don't be so greedy,” he said, pulling her back towards him again.

But she did get her wish. He cupped her breast fully in his hand. At the same time, he brought his other hand around to cup her other breast.

“Nice,” he said.

Nice? This was a lot better than simply nice. This was better than the all you can eat non-fat chocolate bar in the Elysian Fields she went to a few thousand years ago.

So, here's my question. Do you have a favorite cold remedy (sorry, did you think it was going to be something about the book - I'm being more selfish than that today)? Either a home remedy or a particularly effective medicine from the store? I don't have time to be sick so I'm looking for all the help I can get! One lucky (random) commenter will recieive an e-copy of Tempting Fate.