by Sahara Kelly
Josh smiled back. “I thought you’d never ask, Paula. Maybe after, we can…”
She looked at him and lifted an eyebrow. “Oh no you don’t, Josh. Remember I’m your boss. I won’t fall into your bed again. The last time I made that mistake, the other guys said I showed favoritism to an employee.”
Another scream of passion echoed down the hall from Rose Jackson’s room.
Josh pointed in the direction of the moans and glanced at Paula again. “It seemed to work out for them…”
THE END
So Rose discovered passion with her hired help who took guarding his boss’s body to new levels of enthusiasm. Good times were had by all. Mostly. But then again, that’s life, isn’t it? Full of ups and downs, comings and goings… And if you’d like to catch up on some of those goings, not to mention the comings…check out the excerpt below. It’s from another short novella published by S.L. Carpenter and Sahara Kelly. There are two quick tales here, one about a couple who have to overcome a few quirky problems before they can actually get it on, and the other about a desolate and lonely coffee shop on Christmas Eve. Toss in a chair that breaks at the wrong time, a werewolf having a bad hair day and a woman who wants a puppy for Christmas. Yes, it’s vintage Carpenter/Kelly getting their giggles on. And doing it while making readers hot under the collar.
Gotta love it!
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Showing Off
S.L. Carpenter and Sahara Kelly
Excerpt from
The Bottomless Cup
Del’s nipples sat up, stretched, rubbed their eyes and stared. Her crotch went on yellow alert, cleared the decks and prepared for action. Her hormones woke up from their long nap, took one look at him, and tumbled over their own feet to get a piece of him.
What passed for Del’s inner slut growled. Okay, so it was more like an inner bad-tempered poodle, but hell. Attitude, baby, attitude.
Something that looked like a leash was dangling from his pocket, and he wore a strange leather choker. It looked like the letters “S-P-I-K-E” were glued to it.
Del cleared her throat of the large mass of arid desert that had suddenly decided to take up residence just above her tonsils. “Lost your dog?” Can I help you find him? Maybe he’s in your pants?
“No.”
Ah. The strong silent type. Who gives a shit? I’ll do all the screaming for both of us. “How’d you like your coffee?”
“Black. Spasibo.”
How about a nice side order of me to go with it? “Spasibo?” She reached for a cup.
“Forgive me please. It means ‘thank-you’ in my language. My name is Mikha.”
“Oh. Not from around here, are you?”
An odd curl to his lips might have passed for a smile or a snarl. Del didn’t care. Just as long as the next time he did it those lips were against her pussy. She shivered. Christ, girl, get a grip. You’re panting like a goddamned bitch in heat.
He eased himself onto the stool in front of the counter, his gaze never leaving her as she prepared a cup of the vicious brew that passed for coffee. The cup, fortunately, didn’t self-combust as she filled it.
She tingled. From head to foot, she tingled. It was a nice tingle, too. One that said “Hot sex alert. Pleasurable things ahead. Pay attention to areas likely to flood.” Those areas were starting to get rather near their banks already. She squeezed her thighs together unobtrusively.
The expression on his face changed slightly, and he leaned towards her and breathed in her scent. “What is your name?”
The words were spoken quietly, and yet they certainly added a couple of inches to the moisture level in her underwear. Del hesitated. She didn’t like to get too friendly with strangers, and never wore her nametag. But then again, not many of ‘em looked like this one. And he had asked…and it was Christmas. Fuck it. “Del. My name is Del.”
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About the Authors
S.L. Carpenter and Sahara Kelly began their writing collaboration almost ten years ago. It was unexpected, since they live about as far away from each other as it's possible to get in the USA without getting your feet wet. But it worked.
Since then, they've explored a wide and colorful variety of subjects, and written stories that entertain, amuse, and sometimes astound their readers. One thing will always be a part of their writing—that touch of humor. Sometimes unexpected, sometimes blatant, both S.L. and Sahara believe that laughter is essential, especially when it comes to sex. Because sex is, without a doubt, one of the funniest activities humans engage in on a regular basis. If one excludes salmon-tossing, of course. If you'd like to find out a bit more about these two strangely charming and attractive people (one of whom is writing this paragraph) then you can check the websites below and satisfy your curiosity about their books.
Both writers suggest you subscribe to their newsletters. They are available without charge, and free is always good. Plus neither will pepper your inbox with incessant political opinions, recipes or pictures of their cats. (Sahara is presently feline-free anyway, and Scott guards his award-winning burger secrets with all the intense security of a Pentagon-level government agency.) Links to said newsletters are also below. And it’s worth noting that if you enjoyed the little fun story you just read, you’ll absolutely want to subscribe to these newsletters, since more Working Stiffs stories will be on the way soon. You’d hate to miss out on any of ‘em, right?
Website: S.L. Carpenter
Where to find out more about S.L. Carpenter, his books, his art and his off-the-wall observations on life, baseball and rubber chickens. The fundamental components of happiness—as we all know so well. He has quite a few single titles available and encourages you to check them out if you haven’t already.
You may subscribe to Scott’s newsletter here and his blog here. He loves contests, so don’t forget to see if there’s one going on at the moment...
Website: Sahara Kelly
This is where Sahara Kelly shares none of the intimate details of her life, but will present you with a list of books she'd like you to buy so that she can go do research on a beach in Aruba and be pampered with massages and drinks with umbrellas in them. She'll send you a postcard. Thank you.
You can get on Sahara’s newsletter list here and don’t forget to pop over and see what she’s blogging about here. It usually has nothing to do with her books. Refreshing, huh?
Scott and Sahara would like to mention that they’ve recently initiated a new collaboration, blending another of their shared passions - art. If you’re interested in seeing what they get up to when they’re not writing something twistedly hot and sexy, they’d like to invite you to come visit their little Art for Authors business at the link below. They’re certainly never bored…
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