Fireworks--Not Only for the Fourth

Yesterday people across our nation enjoyed picnics, barbecues, and outdoor concerts. As the grills cooled, conversations heightened and the sun bid farewell to another Fourth of July. Dusk hovered and soon yielded to darkness. Anticipation built among those gathered. Sparklers fizzed and bottle rockets popped. Lightning bugs twinkled and melting ice cubes clattered at the bottoms of beverage glasses. A fiery ruby abstract design erupted, spangled the sky and sprinkled down. The fireworks had begun.

While I adore watching fireworks, this year my focus wasn’t on those brilliant bursts but on something more romantic. What do I think of first when I think of fireworks?

A kiss.

There are kiss offs. Kiss ups. Kiss and tells. Prince Charmings kissing Sleeping Beauties and awakening them from slumber.

But the best kiss of all is a kiss from the one you love. The one to whom you’ve given your heart.

Remember the first or last time your lips made contact with a special someone’s? Their warm, damp flesh pressing yours. How you breathed in each other. Tasted each other. A spark deep within caught, flamed from your neck to your knees and consumed your whole being. The embrace deepened and rendered you giddy. Speechless. Breathless. Heart pounding. Head spinning. Your hands, mouth and tongue searching and cleaving to the one with whom you were bound in a moment of ecstasy. He tipped you backward and traced his hand along your hip. Pinwheels spun in your brain. Your eyes were closed, but his image remained. He righted your heaving body and his mouth played over your chin and neck. He whispered something and you agreed. His muscular arms enfolded and lifted you. You looked into his eyes and searched his soul. What did you see?

Love.

Commitment.

And a promise that more passion lay ahead…

I’ll always remember my first kiss and my favorite kiss. Many years passed between the two, but one thing remains certain—I am a woman who loves being kissed! A kiss tells so much about the one with whom you’re intimate.

Click here to experience the romance of kissing. A fine art often forgotten in today’s fast-paced world.


Do you remember your first and your favorite kiss?


Wishing you all many happy reading and romantic moments,

Shawna Moore
TO HELLE AND BACK AGAIN -- Ellora's Cave Exotika
TORMENTED -- Ellora's Cave (Recommended Read from Alternate-Read.com and Dark Angel Reviews)
ROUGHRIDER -- Ellora's Cave Exotika,
HELLE IN HEELS -- Ellora's Cave Exotika
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Sunday Sundae (aka The Most Romantic Dessert)

As I pondered the blog topic for today, I let myself drift back in time to a special Sunday in May.

A Sunday memory made possible by the man of my wildest and most passionate dreams. Not a bit of breeze or cloud in the sky. A lush lawn and weeping willows. Birds serenaded us from the branches. Underneath one of the trees he’d scattered orchid petals and formed a heart. Although we’d fed each other bites of grilled filet, buttery baked potato and tossed garden salad, and sipped champagne, he asked me to close my eyes while he prepared our dessert. His footfall was cushioned by the blades of grass. I lolled inside the floral heart, my pulse pounding and body tingling. He returned after a short while, gently kissed my closed eyelids and tapped my mouth with something cold and metallic. A spoon, or so my curious tongue discovered. I peeked. He wore a wide grin, and his brown eyes flashed a familiar message. His left hand held a dish inside of which he’d created a mouthwatering sundae. Four large scoops of chocolate ice cream, each dripping with fudge sauce, wearing dollops of whipped cream and crowned with a cherry. He lay down beside me, and we took turns spoon-feeding each other. Laughing when some of the dessert trickled onto our chins. Wasn’t long before two of the frozen peaks disappeared and we rested the spoons in the pool of melted cream at the bottom of the dish. I lay on my back and closed my eyes again. At his request I opened my mouth, and he squeezed maraschino cherry juice over my lips and tongue. His kiss came faster than I could clean off the sweet stickiness and not only took away the cherry juice but also my breath. After that sneaky and sexy trick, I kept my eyes open wide. He reached behind the tree and brought forward the champagne bucket, now filled with a can of whipped topping. He sprayed a ring of cream around my mouth. Without looking away, he dunked the can into the ice bucket and pressed his lips against mine. Hot. Sweet. His tongue and mouth spreading and sharing the topping and another deep kiss. We embraced but not before he grabbed the can and started shaking it. I’ll never forget his next words—“You’d better get ready, because this dessert is far from over.”

He wasn’t kidding.

Ah, the sundaes of which fantasies are made and brought to life. Romantic moments and memories such as this one are part of the reason I enjoy writing romance fiction. After all, the love of a wonderful man can make all the difference in a woman’s life.






Wishing you all many happy reading—and romantic—moments,

Shawna Moore
TORMENTED -- Ellora's Cave
ROUGHRIDER -- Ellora's Cave Exotika
HELLE IN HEELS -- Ellora's Cave Exotika
TO HELLE AND BACK AGAIN -- Coming April 29 to EC Exotika
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Cravings--Chocolate Anyone?

When winter finds us seeking warmth and comfort, one perfect thing comes to my mind…

Chocolate

Whether served in a steaming mug with a dollop of whipped cream dancing on top, dipped from a fondue pot and drenching your favorite fruit, wrapped in foil, enrobing a slice of cheesecake, or painted on the lips of your special someone, chocolate is decadent and a favorite indulgence of many. My writing sessions wouldn’t be complete without a cup of dark-roast coffee and a bit of dark chocolate. Feeds my fantasies and creativity like nothing else. Rich on the tongue. Teasing. Fulfilling. Hints of smoky sweetness lingering long after I've devoured the last bite.

The Mayans and Aztecs drank their chocolate. Cortez didn’t care for the bitterness of cacao but used the beans for trading and currency. Physicians once used chocolate for treating various maladies. Spas tout the aromatherapy and antioxidant benefits. Couples use it to heighten their romantic experiences. Whether or like your chocolate pure or seasoned with a bit of chipotle, ginger or peppermint we know…

Chocolate can make us laugh










Smile







Bring out our most playful and passionate side –





Here’s a delicious video to whet your chocolate appetite --



After watching this clip I’m craving a chocolate dessert whipped up by a man who can wear the chef’s apron as well as the hero in the video.

Here’s to a satisfying new year for us all! Enjoy every moment. Indulge within reason. Seek love and happiness everywhere possible!

Wishing you all many happy reading moments,

Shawna Moore
TORMENTED--Ellora's Cave (MUST-READ from Dark Angel Reviews)
ROUGHRIDER -- Ellora's Cave Exotika
HELLE IN HEELS -- Ellora's Cave Exotika
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