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Today’s a Passionate Squee scorched the edges of this blog. The excerpt comes from Daring Proposal by Jeanne St. James. Her hero sure knows his way around a woman’s body. Read it for yourself and let Jeanne know whether you think her excerpt is passionate squee worthy.

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A Passionate Squee Excerpt from Daring Proposal by Jeanne St. James:

Ren reached underneath her to find the zipper at her waist and slide it slowly down, releasing the snug fabric. He wiggled the dress over her hips and down her thighs. No thigh-high stockings tonight. It was somewhat of a pity since those stockings were hot, but the skin on her legs was flawless and smooth, and, yes, he could find some freckles. His hands slid along her skin as he slid the bottom of the outfit down to her ankles and over her heels.

Now she was only in panties and her heels. Almost completely naked on his bed. His heart felt like it would pound out of his chest. He inhaled deeply and slowly in an attempt to slow himself down.

He debated whether to strip her totally naked or to leave the shoes and panties on for a little longer.

His fingers fumbled with each button on his dress shirt in his rush to get it off and he finally threw it to the side. He unbuckled his leather belt, and with a quick pull, he yanked it from the belt loops and threw it in the same direction as his shirt.

He kicked off his shoes and socks at the same time as he unbuttoned and unzipped his slacks, sliding them down and discarding them.

As anxious as he was to get undressed, he paused when he noticed Eve was watching him. He looked down and saw how hard he was through his tight boxer briefs.

“Take these off me.”

She obliged, hooking her fingers into the waistband and slowly, ever so slowly, sliding them down his wide thighs. Her eyes never left his cock.

He kicked them off and said, “Suck me.”

He still stood between her legs and she shifted closer to him. Eve’s fingers wrapped at the root of his cock.

And squeezed. Sweet mother!

A pearly drop of precum escaped.

She bowed her head and licked it up.

Fuuuuuck.

Her lips captured the end and she licked around the edge, before slowly taking him deeply into her warm, wet mouth. The sensation was unbelievably fucking hot.

She made a noise when she got to her limit, when she couldn’t take any more of him in. But she held him there for a second, two, three, before pulling her head up just enough to take a breath and then deep throated him again.

Holy fuck. He was going to lose it!

He fought the urge to thrust deeply, all-out fuck her mouth. But he wanted to. Oh, did he want to. He dug his fingers into her hair, grabbing two handfuls. The little sounds she made as she sucked him almost threw him over the edge.

She squeezed her fist harder around the base of him, causing his cock to become a deeper purple. Her mouth was a wet vessel for his length, her tongue lapping the tip on each lift of her head.

“Stop!” Ren cringed internally; that had come out much louder than what he had intended. But if she didn’t stop, she would get a throat full of his come. He wasn’t made of steel.

The first time he came with her, he wanted to be deep inside her.

He backed away from her and went to the top of the bed, tucking a pillow behind him as he leaned against the metal headboard and settled himself.

“Panties off, shoes off. Then come to me.” His cock was so hard. He was going to have to keep his cool so he wouldn’t blow his load in thirty seconds.

Ren watched Eve stand up in her heels, her legs appearing longer than they actually were; she slowly slid her panties off.

Her body was so damn luscious. She only left a little strip of hair above her pussy and he wanted to bury his face there. But he could only take so much at this point. Again, it would have to wait for next time. He looked forward to pleasuring her, and could imagine her rolling around, gasping, and moaning as he ravished her pussy with his mouth.

He closed his eyes, trying to get that picture out of his head. It wasn’t helping.

When he opened them, she was shoeless by the side of the bed, climbing onto the mattress.

He held his hand out to help her balance, and she climbed up and over him, straddling his lap.

“Your body is gorgeous,” she told him. He worked hard to stay in shape, and he appreciated the compliment.

“Yours also. I was just thinking how next time I want to eat you out until you come in my mouth.”

She wiggled slightly in his lap, probably getting the same image as he was.

Her pussy was hot and damp against his skin, and with a slight shift he could have his cock at her opening.

She leaned close and they met halfway, kissing. They sucked each other’s tongues and lips, and nibbled at each other’s mouths. Her breasts pressed against his chest, the tight tips pushing against his skin.

She rose just enough to place her wet crease along his length. Then ground down against him as he kissed her.

He grabbed her hips, holding her still. He pulled away enough to say, “Hold on.”

His long arms made him able to just reach the drawer of his bed stand and he pulled a string of condoms out. They didn’t call him “Long-Arm” Landis for nothing!

Her eyes widened. “Will we need that many?”

He let out a low rumble. “I hope so.”

Oh, he fucking hoped so.

He ripped one open, reaching underneath her to encase his oh-so-ready cock.

Please don’t let me embarrass myself by losing it within a few seconds!

His balls were so tight, and his cock so hard, that when she guided him into her, he cried out in relief. She settled deeply and he could feel her walls pulsating around him. Her muscles rippling up and down his length.

It felt so fucking good and she hadn’t even moved yet!

She wrapped her arms around his neck and she placed her mouth against his ear and said, “I’m going to fuck you so good.”

“Fucking ride me” was the only thought he could spit out.

And she did.

With a lift of her hips, she moved up and down his length, the warmth and tightness of her pussy making him close his eyes and blow out a breath.

His hands gripped her sweet, round ass as she continued to move. Then she shifted her hips and he hit that spot. His hips moved in rhythm with hers, making sure he stimulated her G-spot over and over. Her juices spilled over him, soaking him, running down his thighs. She was amazing. He had never had a woman who could get this wet, give him everything she had. As she dropped her head back and arched her back, she screamed, “I’m coming!”

He bit the top of her breast and then sucked her nipple into his mouth. The pulsations around his cock made him even harder. He tried to drown out her cries, to concentrate on keeping himself together. He didn’t want to lose it. He wanted this pleasure to continue. And continue.

Her body relaxed after her orgasm, and she dropped her forehead against his. “Wow.”

“Want another one?”

“Yes.”

He quickly flipped her onto her back, her head at the end of the bed. He grabbed a pillow and shoved it under her hips. He settled between her legs. “You want me to fuck you some more?”

“Yes, please.”

He held the head of his cock right at her opening, brushing it along her swollen folds. “Do you want me to fuck you hard?”

“Please.”

“That’s my intent: to please you.”

She reached out for him, running her hands over his chest. Her fingers played with his nipples, making him shiver.

“I want to fuck you hard. I want to eat you out. I want to fuck that sweet ass of yours. But right now, I’m going to make you come again. And again and again until you cry for mercy.”

He took his time pushing his way into her until he was fully seated. She took all of him. Every inch. She fit him like a glove, like her pussy had been made for him. Only him.

He did a little wiggle with his hips and she cried out.

With the pillow under her hips, she was at the perfect angle for him to hit all the spots he needed to hit with each stroke: her clit and her G-spot. They were his tonight.

He slowly pulled all the way out of her and she made a noise that sounded like a complaint. Again, he slowly seated himself deeply, then once again withdrew completely. The slow strokes frustrated her. She dug her nails into his ass, trying to encourage him to fuck her faster, harder, deeper.

He didn’t think she could get any wetter, but she did. When he could no longer take the long, slow strokes either, he pulled out once more.

He dipped his head and drew a nipple into his mouth. He carefully caught the tip between his teeth with enough pressure to bring her to that edge of painful pleasure.

“Fuck me… Fuck me hard,” she groaned.

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Jeanne St. James is an erotic romance author who loves an Alpha male (or two). She was only thirteen when she started writing since it gave her an escape from teenage angst! Her first paid published piece was an erotic story in Playgirl magazine. Her first erotic romance novel, Banged Up, was published in 2009. She is happily owned by farting French bulldogs. She writes M/F, M/M, and M/M/F ménages.

She has a few new releases coming up in 2017. So keep an eye on her website at www.jeannestjames.com or sign up for her newsletter: http://www.jeannestjames.com/newslettersignup

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