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The Capture Cupid Blog Hop hits the Big Apple!



There is a lovely legend surrounding Saint Valentine.

It is said that he secretly married couples so that the man would not have to go to war, thus moving him, and his new bride, out of harms way. Romantic, right?

If you think about it, that kind act probably doubled the population of that town in, oh…about nine months. Way to go Valentine!

From a third century martyr to an icon of Hallmark Cards, Valentine’s Day has become big business, but if you are searching for the very essence of Saint Valentine’s selfless act, you need to dig deeper.

Love is a fickle word. It’s both overused and understated. For me, it’s that wonderful feeling deep down inside my gut. The one that radiates outward like an internal heater turned on high causing the sensors in my brain to tingle. Love has the ability to bring me to my knees or lift me higher than high. Actually, love is one hell of a roller coaster ride. The kind I never want to end.

Love is deep, textured, comfortable, sexy, fun, complicated and sweet. It carries a hell of a big punch for a little four-letter word.

But as far as I’m concerned, there are so many ways of showing that special someone that you love them. Of course it’s wonderful to get flowers, go out for a romantic dinner, and chocolates. Let’s not get me started on chocolates. Anyone who knows me knows where I stand on chocolates. I’m addicted. That’s right. I need them to live (okay a very slight exaggeration). But I do love them.

No, it’s not the same thing as the love between two people. That kind of love is very special and has a different meaning, and feeling, for each person Cupid’s arrow finds.

My point is, you need to show that exceptional someone you love them in your very own special way. But if you would like a different perspective, thirteen to be exact, you should get your own copy of Chemical [se]x. One way to do that is enter our contest for the chance to not only win a signed copy of the book, but many other delicious prizes as well. How do you win? Well, all you have to do is comment. Yup, it’s that easy. For all the details, prize list, etc, click here.

You may never look at Valentine’s Day, or chocolates, the same way again.

ActAccordingly-FJM_High_Res_1800x2700Since you can never have enough gifts, (or chocolate), please enjoy a steamy excerpt from Act Accordingly:

After dinner, I pulled out the container of ice cream, grabbed a spoon and plopped back down facing him. I scooped up a spoonful and slid the spoon into his mouth, then leaned in and kissed his cold lips as it began melting. I quickly licked the corners of his mouth, getting every drop.

He took the spoon from me and put more into his mouth then leaned over and licked my breasts. The sensation was so erotic and so sexy. My nipples hardened to taut peaks. I jumped up, pushing him onto his back, and straddled him. He laughed at my boldness, but when I placed his hands on my hips, lowered myself onto him, and began rocking back and forth, I could feel his fingers digging softly into my tender flesh.

I moved like a woman possessed. Moving my hips in perfect sync with his, back and forth, till we both screamed out.

I scream, you scream, we all scream for ice cream.

Afterwards, I lay next to him and traced my fingers over his eyes, his nose, along the curve of his lips, down his neck and onto his perfect chest. I stopped just short of the most delicious erection I’d ever seen.

I gotta tell you…ice cream has nothing on this guy. Not even Vanilla Swiss Almond. I licked the tip then slowly, tantalizingly, took him into my mouth. Feeling him harden along with the movement of my tongue. His hands grabbed the sides of my head and I felt his fingers massage my scalp, dip into my ears, and caress my face. I brought my hand up and began pumping him slowly at first, then quickly. He guided my head over his length, and when his hands tightened around my ears, I heard him moan loudly, and then tasted him. Every delicious drop, until he lay on the floor, with his arm over his eyes, motionless.

Must I tell you he had a big smile on his lips?

I didn’t think so.

I did too.

Mmmm, ice cream, even in winter, it’s delicious. So, about those prizes, would you like to enter our drawing to win? Yes, I thought you might. All you have to do is leave a comment, and answer one question:

What is your favorite ice cream flavor?

Keep on hopping – my gorgeous friend L. Maretta is on the docket for tomorrow, then Ella Dawson, then…

9 thoughts on “The Capture Cupid Blog Hop hits the Big Apple!

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  2. Fave ice cream? Cherry Bordeaux. So dark and sensual, and those chunks of cherry…bite into a semi-frozen chunk and it’s a burst of heaven in your mouth.

    Lovely story – very….sweet. 😉

    • I so agree. Ice cream, next to chocolate, is my favorite dessert. I need to try this Cherry Bordeaux, it sounds so damned good. I love the feeling of something cool in my mouth melting, especially right after something hot! Thank you for your comment!

  3. After reading your story, I’m aching for sex with ice-cream! I’m a vanilla ice-cream kinda guy…but nothing’s vanilla in the bedroom!

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  5. I’m boring when it comes to ice cream. Vanilla is my fave.

    • You are definitely not boring. Vanilla has a lot to compliment it and it tastes so good when dressed up pretty with some hot fudge, or sprinkles. Maybe some whipped cream. (also cleans up easily!) LOL

  6. Oh, ice cream! I’ve been craving some lately so this comes at a perfect (frustratingly so) time. I like cookie dough ice cream, or vanilla with bits of chocolate and toffee, and strawberry frozen yogurt – though some may debate with me whether or not that counts. My favorite is a memory: a little ice cream stand in the town where my ex’s father lived, where every time I got strawberry froyo in a giant waffle cone and sat on this little bench people-watching while we ate. The kids who worked there in the summer knew us, and our orders, by the end of the season.

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