Excerpt from "Giving Up"

We are working on final edits for Giving Up: a Novella, preparing to publish! Here is the description, and a small excerpt.

Drum roll, please....here is the cover photo!

Lacey is on the verge of giving up. She is tired of the fighting, the loneliness, and the stress of her marriage weighing her down.

In desperation, she seeks the advice of a good friend. Can she rekindle the flames of a dying marriage? Lacey has nothing to lose by putting her friend's advice to the test.

What she discovers is the depth of a love so profound, so passionate, so enduring, she is brought to her knees in surrender to the man she loves.

Note: This is a work of adult erotic fiction, and contains consensual 
erotic spanking. 

And now for an excerpt: 

"...A few minutes later, she heard Jake putting toys away while the boys played, and she sifted through the mail on the counter. She heard him come into the kitchen behind her. As his arms enveloped her, she felt herself leaning into him. It felt good to be held by him. It had been so long since she'd been held by him. She turned around and buried her head in his chest. One of his hands pressed her head tightly against him, and he leaned down and kissed her forehead. Tears sprang to her eyes.

She lifted her face to his, put her arms around him, and drew him in for a kiss. His hands anchored around her waist, and he pulled her hips to his as he kissed her back.

Ten seconds.

He parted her lips with his, and she inhaled sharply as his tongue slid inside her mouth. Her heart pounded as his hands slid down and grabbed her rear end tightly, pulling her closer, and he kissed her softly, then more urgently. She felt his beard on her skin, the soft warmth of his mouth on hers, and her senses reeled as her body yearned for more.

She lost count at twenty.

His hands on her backside, his mouth on hers, he was moving her and she was helpless to respond. She let him. He backed her up against the wall, not roughly, but not softly either, and one of his hands traveled up her blouse. When the warmth of his hand cupped her breast, she moaned into his mouth, and he kissed her harder. Finally, he pulled away.

“Holy shit, Lace,” he groaned, pulling his hand out from under her blouse and hugging her close.

She giggled and buried her head in his neck while his arms wrapped around her and held her.

“I missed you,” she whispered, and tears filled her eyes. “God, I missed you, Jake.”

His arms grasped her tightly. “I missed you, too, babe,” he murmured.

That night, she didn't leave the space in the bed between them. She made herself forget all about her mama pooch and flabby skin.

If he wants more than that, give it to him.

He wanted more than the kiss.

She gratefully gave it to him.

And it was wonderful.