After being left at the altar, Nicole Ford heads to Holiday Springs Resort to spend her honeymoon alone, and Barrett Pierce is in desperate need of a timeout in a hideout away from home. They weren’t expecting to fall for each other while on an adventure of a lifetime. Readers will fall in love with this jilted bride romance by B. Ivy Woods. The Holiday Springs Resort series wraps up with SOMETHING NEW, which is now live!
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Copyright @B. Ivy Woods 2020
Based on the way her eyes were moving, I assumed that Nicole was tossing the idea back and forth in her mind like a tennis match. She looked down at her feet, and I had a feeling she was going to say no. “I like this idea.” I did a double take. She liked the idea of having a fling? “Are you sure?” I asked, waiting with bated breath for her to confirm. “Yeah, I mean, it’s not something I normally do. But when in Rome, right? I’ve lived my life carefully planned for so long, and there is nothing wrong with a little spontaneity and living life on the edge a bit, if that makes sense.” I just stared at her. I didn’t expect this conversation to go as well as it was. “This sounds like a deal. Do we shake hands to seal it?” I shook my head. “I was thinking more along the lines of a kiss, like the one we shared last night.” “I’m not opposed to that.” Her voice was still lower than normal, and the tone was sending the blood away from my brain. I stood up and sat next to her. I surveyed the room quickly, making sure that our server had no intention of coming back to interrupt us. I placed my hand on her cheek and leaned in to touch her lips to mine. When our lips met, my tongue made its way into her mouth, and I could taste the hot chocolate she had just consumed, but it was also mixed with a taste that I was quickly beginning to realize was all her own. I felt her hands move up my chest, and her fingers grasped my cashmere sweater as if she were trying to draw us even closer together. I just knew she had to be feeling how hard my heart was pounding because of her touch. The kiss ended naturally on its own, and we broke apart. I looked down at her and still found her eyes closed, as if she were remembering the touch we just shared. I watched her eyes float back open. “Well that was lovely,” she said and touched her fingers to her lips. “I don’t know if lovely can adequately describe what I’m feeling right now.” I raked a hand through my hair and took a deep breath, trying to calm my erratically beating heart. “How could that be better than the kiss from last night?” “I-I don’t know.” I found her staring down at the hot chocolate. Perhaps she was wondering the same thing I was. How did every time we touch just keep getting better and better?Only on Amazon + Read Something New for FREE on Kindle Unlimited
About B. Ivy Woods
Ivy Woods has been writing for as long as she can remember. After getting her Bachelor of Arts in Political Science and Environmental Policy and a Master in Energy Policy and Law degree and working in the environmental field for several years, she decided to become a stay-at-home mom. That is when thoughts of a writing career really took off. Although she competed in NaNoWriMo multiple times, 2019 was the first year that she won. This win inspired her to make writing a career. She self-published her debut novel in 2020. Although she is originally from New York City, she currently lives in the DMV (Washington, D.C., Maryland, Virginia) with her husband, daughter, dog, and cat.Facebook | Goodreads | Amazon | BookBub
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3 comments:
I know you didn`t include it amongst todays pictures, but i saw a great image of Winnie the Pooh on another blog the other day, it was of Pooh gliding down to earth on a piece of string attached to a balloon, so i thought of a classic caption that i think should`ve been applied to the image, it went like this, with Pooh saying: "WEEEEEEEEEEE...what a fabulous journey, and now i`m about to make a totally perfect landing specifically because the truly stunning and completely naked 17 year-old Pauline Hickey from 1985 is politely and submissively and demurely waiting for me, and if that weren`t enough to tempt me, that amazing mega-titted lust-pot is smiling incredibly enticingly and sexually provocatively at me as well!. When i reach her my willy will slot beautifully and neatly between those mind-blowingly unbelievable knockers and i will then have my knob squashed and squeezed betweem them for 6 hours non-stop and then unload literally half-a-gallon of spunk all over them. Like i said, an absolutely perfect way to end a marvelous flight and journey: "# Hu...hu...hu...i`m going to Bombay-Roll the amazing 17 year-old Pauline Hickeys tits, and them engulf them with jizz, right here in the Hundred Acre Wood, Christopher Robin will be so jealous of me...hu...hu...hu...COR...WOW...WEY-HEY... #". BTW, its vitally important that you read and sing this com-girl-t with the voice of Sterling Holloway (the original voice of Pooh) in your mind, then it`ll seem 100 times funnier, cheers for reading.
I know this is slightly off topic but i just couldn`t resist writing it. You know that new show with Patrick Stewart called 'Picard' (its not a bad show actually), well do you re-twat-er the picture they initially used to advertise the show for a couple of weeks before the first episode aired ?, if you dont, it was of Picard and his dog looking out at a stunning landscape presumably in-twat-ating that he was supposedly contemplating a phrase like, "What next in my journey through the universe ?", well, given that scenario/premise and picture, i had this idea of a truly hilarious caption that could`ve and perhaps should`ve accompanied the image, it went something like this, with Picard saying: "Somewhere, out there in all that incredible desolation and wilderness is the truly unbelievable 17 year-old Pauline Hickey from 1985, it must now be my quest to venture forth into that remoteness and find her, and then to fuck her, bugger her, sodomize her, 69-her, spunk all over her, and...of course...OF COURSE...TIT-FUCK THE BIRD SENSELESS for 10 years non-stop, 24 hours-a-day, uninterrupted (and unload literally half-a-gallon of spunk all over those breathtakingly perfect tits every 5 minutes during the entire 10 year period, obviously). No geezer in the history of the world has ever been destined to achieve and fulfill such a noble or important mission, and when i find her (even if it takes 1000 years of searching) i shall say unto her, My dear, my cup runneth over with spunk, and she will then guzzle down the equivalent of 20 wads of jizz from my willy, and then the 10 years of non-stop sexual debauchery with THE most mind-bogglingly pheno-girl-al and astounding mega-titted lust-pot of all-time will finally and thankfully begin. I am charged by the Goddess Athena herself to complete this mission and i must not offend or let down anyone on High Mount Olympus (although, admittedly i didn`t really need much coaxing to embark on THIS mission, obviously, nudge nudge, wink wink, grin grin, say no more, if you get my drift...COR...WOW...WEY-HEY...! ! !)". I still think thats one of my best Pauline Hickey related com-girl-ts, i just wondered if you agreed ! ?. I hope it made you fall about laughing, thanks for reading.
I dont usually like ADs either but i did buy something (rather retro and laughably out-moded admittedly, but i couldn`t resist the nostalgia value) a couple of weeks ago online, it was a selection of 20 soft-core porn mags from the mid-eighties that are in pristine mint condition for only $7.99, the pictures in them are great with all the gorgeous sexy 18 year-old sexpots of their day showing their bums and twats and tits, glorious!. Er..., can you guess the real rea-daughter why i bought them ?...thats right...you guessed it...first time...the sales pitch on the AD stated (truthfully thankfully) that the quite astonishing 17 year-old Pauline Hickey from 1985 had approximately 8 to 10 pages devoted to her in every magazine ! ! !, providing me with quite a few incredible glossy colour pictures of the bird that weren`t amongst my collection, and i`ve now girl-aged to transfer them all to my computer (although admittedly with some difficulty because of my lack of knowledge with regards to so girl-y computer functions and complexities). It was certainly worth the effort though as i took another step closer to aquiring literally EVERY picture that was ever taken of that truly mesmerizing and mind-blowing mega-titted lust pot ! ! !. All in all $8 well spent, i think you`ll agree!. BTW, its OK, i haven`t forgotton your request, its just that i`m still trying to work out how to send multiple images to someone over the internet, but when i do, rest assured that the first thing i`ll do is to send you my entire Pauline Hickey (currently 417 amazing images) collection with the highest picture quality and resolution possible.
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