Tuesday, October 25, 2005

Makes me want to scrub him all over...

Trace at Amber Quill outdid himself with this cover! Lucky in Lust is due out in mid-December as part of The Art of Love AmberPax Collection. Since I'm an artist, I really enjoyed writing this little 'tail' about an art professor and her model. Just wish I had been the one to put my hands on that luscious tush...

Here's the blurb:

Brian “Lucky” Luciano is out of work and out of luck. When he signs up to be a nude model at a local art school, he thinks it’ll be the easiest thirty-five bucks an hour he’ll ever make. But his new boss plans to get her money’s worth, and lucky for him, Brian plans to let her.

Art professor Sonya Walker can’t believe her good fortune when the object of her high school fantasies walks into her studio butt-naked and looking for a job. He’s just what she needs to embark on a new project that will turn the Art Department on its ear...and make her pent-up desires become reality.

Ready for an excerpt?

“You’re late. Hurry up and get out here.” A female voice boomed from the room beyond. “And I want to see everything.”

Brian froze. He suddenly felt a little vulnerable, like a starlet on a Hollywood casting couch. Yesterday at the bar, he’d spent his last five bucks drinking beer with his buddies and joking about what would happen if he got the job. His friends hassled him about getting hard while young women sketched his cock and had thrown out suggestions of what to think about if he started to get a woody. Root canals. A knee to the balls. Lorena Bobbitt.

But the time for laughs was over. With a dog to feed and a landlord ragging his ass, chickening out simply wasn’t an option.

He ran a hand over his goatee and peeked through a crack in the door. Not a good idea. The woman who just might be his future boss had long blonde hair, the silky kind you could lose your fingers in while tasting her nipples or sliding your cock into her pussy. Her legs were long, too, and tan. They seemed to go on forever, then disappeared into a short summer dress. A gold chain glinted on her ankle as she tapped her bare foot impatiently on the cement floor below. The twitching in his cock told him it had been way too long since his last fuck. He wished she’d turn around so he could see her face.

“I’m waiting!”

He gulped. Why the hell had he gone and looked at her? His slick palms fumbled with his belt, and when he tugged his jeans to his ankles, he lost his balance and crashed into a shelf full of clay pots. They rattled around and shimmied, but thankfully nothing broke.

You’ve never had a problem getting naked for a woman before. When all the clothes sat in a pile on the floor, he looked down and groaned. “Down, fella. This ain’t the time to be raring to go.”

Nine inches of thick cock bobbed in reply. He shut his eyes and lifted his right foot...then stomped the toe on his left that he’d stubbed during last night’s binge. The pain took the focus off his dick and started an excruciatingly slow countdown. When his prick waned to a modest five inches, he entered the room.

The blonde didn’t even turn to face him. All of the students waiting around the corner, however, did. Some young women laughed out loud. A few—including some guys—made catcalls. Lucky decided on the friendly approach. When he grinned like the bad boy he was and gave the class a wave, applause and whistles filled the room.

“Late again, Stuart? You’re already failing—” The female teacher spun around. Her eyes shot straight to the important stuff, then traveled up slowly to see his face. He wasn’t sure what surprised her more, his cock or his features. She stood shell-shocked with the kind of expression people get when they’re trying to remember someone’s name. His heart pounded, and he prayed she hadn’t been one of his infamous one-night stands.

Her lips curled upwards naughtily while a list of names ran through his head. Names of women. Names of bars. Names of hotels in the wrong parts of town. Still he came up empty-handed. If she’d been his for a night, surely he would have remembered.
She turned back to her students. “Okay, guys. Why don’t we call it a day?”

He waved again while his audience filed out of the room, clay and wire sculptures in hand. As the last students gathered their things, she finally addressed him. “I guess today is my lucky day.”

His hand froze in mid-wave when he heard his nickname. “Do I know you from somewhere?”

“Kind of,” she answered. “From a long, long time ago.”

Once again, Lucky ran through the names of the blondes he could remember. No dice. Maybe she was a waitress. “Did you use to work at Sadie’s?”

She took a step in his direction. “I’ve never heard of a place called Sadie’s.”

He believed her. She looked too high class for that crowd. “I give up.”

“I’ll tell you when I’m ready,” she said.

He ran a hand through his hair now damp from nerves and the heat of the studio. “That bad, eh?”

She didn’t answer and took another step closer. He made the mistake of inhaling her scent. She smelled like summer peaches and cream and woman all rolled into one. When his nostrils flared to take in more, his cock responded with a visible jerk. He shifted his stance on the cool gray floor and prayed for it to go away. Thinking about it only made it worse. It stretched and pulsed as his balls drew tight.

She licked her full, pink lips. “You can’t pose nude with an erection, Lucky, no matter how impressive it is. Especially in Mr. Petrilutchsky’s class.”

“So you’re not hiring?”

“I didn’t say that. But I’m pretty sure you’re here for the ad he placed with HR.”

He shook his head in frustration. “Wrong place. Right time. For a guy called Lucky, I’m not.”

“Oh, I have a feeling you’ll be getting lucky before long...”


Annalee Blysse said...

:) Nice tush is right. Sounds real interesting. Noticed AQP opening up their contest again.

Laura Bacchi said...

Yep - did you get all the contest details? I highly recommend them!

Leigh Ellwood said...

Nice cover, or lack thereof.


Bam! You've been tagged. The subject - threesomes! Heh.

See http://leighellwood.blogspot.com/2005/10/light-my-fire.html

for the details.

Tess Harrison said...

Now that was verra nice!!

Eva Gale said...

Bridget Dear started it, Selah tagged me and now I tagged you!

Three screen names that you've had:

Three things you like about yourself:

Three things you don't like about yourself:

Three parts of your heritage:

Three things that scare you:

Three of your everyday essentials:

Three things you are wearing right now:

Three of your favorite songs:

Three things you want in a relationship:

Two truths and a lie:

Three things you can't live without:

Three places you want to go on vacation:

Three things you just can't do:

Three kids names:

Three things you want to do before you die:

Three celeb crushes:

Three of your favorite musicians:

Three physical things about the opposite sex that appeals to you:

Three of your favorite hobbies:

Three things you really want to do badly right now:

Three careers you're considering/you've considered:

Three ways that you are stereotypically a boy:

Three ways that you are stereotypically a girl:

Three people that I would like to see post this meme:

Silma said...

Oops! I didn't think my finger prints will show in his butt! I'm so busted! *lol*

Laura Bacchi said...

Bri! I'm gonna get you!!!

Silma - you wish! Hands off my man *snort*