Greetings everyone! Today on All Authors Blog, we have a MANN invasion. Adonis Mann that is. The latest addition to All Authors Publishing House stops by to introduce himself and to give us a peek into his WIP. Adonis, take it away!
To all of you who do not know me--and that's many of you--my name is Adonis Mann. Oh, but if we were all but a name, what would we truly be?
Sorry. Shakespeare moment.
Here is a little bit of me.
I have been an "in the closet" aspiring author for some time now. I've always wanted to write, but never really knew what I wanted to write about. Another problem was that I knew I'd never be able to write a full length novel. I was like "HOW many THOUSAND words?!?!"
I swear it was like lightning ! A little voice in the back of my head said "Adonis, you twit, write short stories! People love those too!"
In comes my friend Synful Desire...
She was all, "Hey Donny, I got signed up with this new up-and-coming publishing agency called All Authors Publishing House. These people are the bomb. They've got a magazine, a blog, I mean everything! Give'em a try. Cause they actually took a few of my short stories and now they're working on my full length. Good thing is that they're taking newbies like you and me."
And I was all, "O! M! G! Genius!!" And following the prompts, I went to their site, submitted my stuff and VUALA! I am now under their label.
As for the story ideas, they pretty much took a life of their own. I just took what I knew, added a little spice and BING, BANG, BOOM! I had my first short story... then my second... and my... well, you get the idea.
Things I stand for:
- I stand for equality for all and freedom of being. I'm so sick and tired of the damn divide between people because of their sexual preference, their race, color, religious beliefs and such.
- I stand for my people. Those being my friends, family, and my All Authors Family.
- I stand for GOOD FOOD! Holy hell, I don't think I can do another salad ever again!
- I stand for gaming! Hey, we all have a little nerd in us.
- But most of all, I STAND! And that's all that matters.
My current WIP is entitled "...and we". Why? Because every other title I wanted for it was already taken.
So, without further ado, an excerpt of "... and we" by... well, ME! Enjoy!
DISCLAIMER: This is a work of an erotic nature and will have sexual and sensual content. (Make the kids go out and play or read something that's not this stuff.)
The bitter sweet sizzle of my tongue against her scorching hot nipple was like a droplet of water on a searing hot piece of coal. It sent a tiny shock wave of electric revelry coursing through me; from the tip of my tongue ton the edge of my indulgence, which at that very moment was battling to come free of its confinements. By this point, I could feel that it was red with throbbing need to feel the slick warmth of her inner cove.
She hummed deep in her throat as the delightful sensation tickled her erect pink nub. She liked it—I licked it—it was fantastic.
Gripping it between my teeth, a grazed it, running it through them. She moaned again. "Mmmm." She was a vixen for pain, this one.
From behind, I felt his hands caress my back from bottom to top, and top to bottom. He puffed his satisfaction. He enjoyed watching—he was fond of participating even more.
"That's right Papa, take her!" He commanded in a sensual, sing-song voice. It was a combination of horniness and ravishment—a male siren.
Lifting my other hand to her awaiting breast—one unoccupied by either a mouth or hand—I fondled it too, pinching that nipple between my fingers, knowing that she enjoyed the olio of indulgence and pang. She was a rarity, the sort that happily mixed business with pleasure, and pleasure with pain. A sexual phoenix.
He was wanton. Libidinous was his desire.
All of this was the foreground of a masterpiece night. The three of us, a room full of passion, pheromones and testosterone—a banquet for coition. The spice for magnetism which would produce a night full of carnal merriment. Three covetous souls with each other. A cocktail of absolute perfection.
And perfect it was...