Happy New Year
Welcome back with my first blog of the year, and boy do I have a treat for you.
Micheala Rhua is here talking about her latest release, Moon Dance.
Super Sexy right? So here's a little more about it.
When The Pieces Don't Fit.
Have you ever had a go at
doing a 5000 piece jigsaw puzzle? I never really had the patience for those.
Some people spend hours and days engrossed in fitting all the pieces together
to create the correct image.
But what happens when all
the pieces don't fit? You get to the last section and you slowly plod away
trying to fit them in, only to find some missing or odd pieces have found their
way into the box.
Frustrating!
That’s the way with Raya. She meets someone awesome – Amari -
but then there’s a bump in the road and the whole jigsaw flies all over the
place. The trouble is when she puts them back together they just don’t fit.
What she is told about her past does not make sense. Both the girls have to
struggle to find the truth because they cannot move on together until Raya’s
past is pieced together.
Blurb.
A quick pick up and a night of sex was just what Raya was
looking for. Only meeting Amari set her insides on fire and she had to have
more of this Indian beauty. Witches and shifters aren’t meant to bond only Raya
and Amari can’t ignore the chemistry flowing between them. Trouble strikes the
lovers when a past trauma hits Raya and Amari’s mother could be to blame.
Finally Raya has a chance to get even with the old witch, who destroyed her
life. When that revenge reveals that Raya’s
past holds secrets she wasn’t aware of, it throws into question
everything she believes in. Can the lovers unite to help Raya find her true
self or is it all too late?
Excerpt.
"Good
morning Amari. Sorry I couldn't wait," Raya said. She pulled off her
sneakers one by one, followed by her sports socks.
Amari held out
her hand, inviting her across. Raya's eyes lit up and she began to walk across
the shallow water. Suddenly she stopped and looked down at her feet, confusion
written across her face. Raya backed away, out of the water.
"You
okay?"
"Err…yeah.
Why don't you come across here?" Raya suggested.
Amari did not
hesitate, pulling up her dress to skip across the cool water, leaving her
sandals behind. Once across, Raya grabbed her hand and pulled her into her.
Both girls looked at each other. Raya’s deep green eyes shone back at Amari.
"You're
beautiful…" began Raya, but she was silenced by Amari who pulled Raya's
head down in a rough kiss. Instantly there was a connection, sparks of energy
flew around them and Amari's body began to heat up. Lips meshed and tongues
played, dancing and teasing. Their hands explored and grabbed each other's
bodies to get closer, wanting no space between them.
Ray moaned into
Amari's mouth. Amari pulled away.
"Sorry,
did I hurt you?"
"Are you
kidding me?" Raya said, pulling her back into a kissing that almost hurt
with the fierce passion that was behind it. Amari's mouth sizzled against
Raya's; never had she experienced something this strong straight away. She
pulled at Raya's T-shirt, wanting nothing between them; skin on skin was her
desire. Raya helped her out by holding her arms up and Amari pulled the T-shirt
off. Underneath she wore a simple cotton bra that cradled her breasts. Amari
slid off one strap and kissed the soft
skin of her neck, then shoulder. She felt Raya's hand massage the back of her
head, keeping her in that position. So
she likes to be kissed there. With a new lover, it was always a learning
experience; what they liked and didn’t like was stored in your memory. She was
enjoying learning about Raya. She pulled down one cup to reveal a perfect
breast with an erect pink nipple. Raya wasted no time: she sucked it straight
away and then used her teeth to bite gently. This released another moan from
Raya's lips. Amari smiled, looking up at Raya.
"You like
a little pain?" Amari carried on sucking Raya's breasts with gentle bites.
She moved her hand down Raya’s front and edged it into her joggers and down to
her panties, which to Amari's delight were a little moist. She rubbed Raya's
mound, letting the tips of her fingers slide down further. Raya spread her legs
a little; that meant Amari could reach further. Massaging that pussy was not
enough, she wanted to taste. Amari grabbed Raya's joggers, pulled them all the
way down and then knelt at her feet.
Raya's legs
were long and toned, probably with all that jogging. Amari stroked them up and
down, dragging her nails closer and closer to her bare pussy that glistened,
inviting her to taste. Amari stepped back to look at Raya. She was amazing with
flawless skin, breasts that fitted into Amari's hands and topped off with her
red hair that looked like it was fire when the sun caught it.
"Lie down,
Raya."
"No, I
want you naked too," Raya replied.
Amari hesitated
for a moment, her hands shaking, because not everyone appreciated her fuller
figure.
"Go on,
let me see you."
Amari took a
deep breath and pulled her dress off. Raya's mouth opened and her eyes deepened
in color. Amari could feel heat emanating from Raya's body; it was one of those
gifts her mother said she possessed, reading people's feelings. Sometimes that
was through the colors that surrounded them or the energy in the air, this time
it was through the warmth of Raya's body that drifted to her and pulled her in.
"You are
perfect, Amari." Raya stepped towards her and stroked her shoulder. More
warmth filled Amari as she felt Raya's hands stroke her breasts, down her waist
to her needy pussy.
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About Mik:
Michaela Rhua always dreamed of
writing but this never happened until she met the lovely group of ladies known
as UCW. Their passion for writing and encouragement inspired her to see if she
could do it too. Now she is multi published and loves writing!
She has teenage children who
also keep her busy. However, it is whilst travelling into work that she has
time to create her characters and imagine other places in which they exist as
her world skims by the window. Conversations overheard often lead to the birth
of new ideas that she scribbles down in her trusty notebook.
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