T. Lee Garland
Erotic modern fairy tale
January 10, 2017
Rae Ann Compton has been called Rapunzel for the majority of her life. Her floor sweeping honey-blonde hair though had a purpose; she grows it in memory of her mother who died from cancer when she was a small girl. She now owns and operates Rapunzel’s, a high-end hair salon in Hollywood. Her life is orderly and business driven, until the day Alex Princeton, her secret crush walks in.
Alex is the quarterback for the Hollywood Hounds, and has been dubbed the Prince of Sunday, by the press. He’s sexy and usually only dates super models. Rae is no super model, but he makes her an offer she can’t refuse and soon she is flying first class to a castle in Germany, for the wedding of the century.
Locking this Rapunzel in a tower isn’t going to keep her from the man she knows in her heart belongs to her.
I’m suddenly not feeling so brave. I try not to fidget, but I can’t help but notice that he’s bare-chested, his abdominal and pec muscles on glorious display. The hastily pulled on pants are zipped, but not buttoned and barely hang from his hips. I’m having trouble meeting his gaze. Hell, I’m having trouble breathing. “I’m messy, am I?” He begins to stalk me. Moving slowly my way, he’s smooth and precise like a panther on the hunt. “Sweaty?”
I shrug and take a step back and almost trip over my long dress and heels.
“Shaky?” He keeps coming, and I keep backing up. My knees feel weak, and I reach behind me for the wall for support.
“Breathless?” he whispers, still coming.
My back finally hits the wall. There is nowhere else to go. Alex stands in front of me now, and I feel his heat. I smell his manliness, and his steamy breath washes over me like the first warm day of spring.
I swallow. “Don’t forget satisfied.”
His lips hover over mine. “Don’t worry, Sunshine, I’m going to make your satisfaction my top priority.” His lips touch mine with a hunger that leaves us both surprised. He pulls down the strap of my one shouldered gown, and my breasts pop up like a tart from a toaster and he growls.
Suddenly we can’t get enough of each other. Our hands are everywhere. I unzip his pants, and they drop to the floor at his feet. At the same time he is pulling up my long skirt and ripping off the thin lacy thong that I wore. He plunges in me, and I cry out, welcoming the pain. He has me skewered against the wall and he pulls up my legs and I wrap them around his waist and I lock my ankles.
He touches his forehead against mine. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you,” he groans, but he never stops pumping into me, taking me hard and fast. I don’t care that it hurts. I need him, and I let him know this by giving as good as I am getting. We both cry out minutes later, so perfectly in sync with each other. I feel his cock explode inside of me, his cum bouncing off my inner walls.
I gasp with shock. Alex, who never loses control, and never has unprotected sex, has just forgotten his condom.
Born and raised in Clarksville, Tennessee, we are a proud military town, home to the 101st at Fort Campbell. One of my first memories as a child is my beloved Uncle Roy giving me a Little Golden book for my Birthday. That’s all it took, I was hooked on reading. I read my first romance book at seventeen and I have never looked back. I love a character with a sense of humor and a bad boy who doesn’t know how good he really is. As a matter of fact I married one! I love writing strong female characters who know what they want and aren’t afraid to go after it, because aren’t we all ready for love? I enjoy getting to share the characters in my head with others. I aspire to write bad boys as well as Anne Stuart, whose Ice Series is one of my all time favorites.
I’m a widow now and I share my home with about one hundred Barbies, countless books and movies, a rescued beagle named Samwise Gamgee (Sammie for short) and a plump, elderly cat named Coco. I am most proud of my two sons and the beautiful, talented ladies they married.
And in case you were wondering about that Little Golden book it is still one of my most priceless treasures…forty-seven years later.
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