Sunrise Surprise


Have I mentioned I’m a fan of alliteration?

I’m also a big fan of Hannah and Josh, [temporarily] reunited after a horrible year apart.  They say distance either pushes you apart or makes your bond even stronger; in the case of Hannah and Josh the latter is true.

I would do more of a blurby thing but I’m hungry so shall just leave you with this little piece of the Hannah and Josh story…



When Hannah awoke again she didn’t have to look at the clock to know it was still early. There was a little bit of light coming through the curtains, but nowhere near enough to make her consider waking up properly.

“Hey sleepy head,” Josh whispered and lightly kissed her neck.
“It’s early,” Hannah mumbled.
“I know, the sun is only just starting to rise,” Josh replied and went back to kissing her neck.
“We’ve got all weekend Josh,” Hannah said sleepily, even if a certain part of her body was fast waking up; she wasn’t surprised that behind her she could feel a certain part of his body was wide awake.

Josh moved from behind her and rolled her onto her back then began kissing her. The kisses were slow and deep, and without even realising it she spread her legs for him, moaning quietly when he moved on top of her and settled between her legs. At the feeling of his cock against her hole, Hannah tilted her hips up slightly, silently informing him she wanted him inside her. Following her lead, Josh pressed inside and when she was filled to the hilt he stilled and smiled down at her.

“I love you,” Hannah whispered.
“I love you,” Josh replied. Continue reading

Something short and sweet (and sexy!) for Sunday


With that pesky 3000 word paper out of the way (and submitted with 10 minutes to spare…) I thought it was time to devote a little attention to writing AND to my blog!  I plan to spend a bulk of today writing so decided to do a little reading of one of my WIPs to get into the heads of my characters, so to speak… and it seemed like a pretty good excuse to share a short little tidbit from my story about Hannah and Josh, former lovers reunited after a year apart.

The following scene happens after a run in (via cellphone) between Hannah and her mum, who is furious Hannah has reconnected with Josh; Hannah understands her mum’s anger, but she’s let Josh go once and she refuses to let it happen again.


Dropping the phone beside her on the bed Hannah snuggled up to Josh. Even with the drama going on with her mum, she couldn’t help but smile to herself. It felt so right being curled up against Josh, it felt right to have him in her bed, to have the warmth of his naked body against hers. For what felt like the millionth time since he had arrived, Hannah wished it wasn’t the case and that, rather than feeling right, it would feel wrong to be with him again, but nothing had felt quite as right in a long time.

She didn’t even realise she was kissing his chest until Josh sighed with pleasure and dug his fingers into her lower back and hip region. Encouraged by his reaction, Hannah kissed a path along his chest until she reached a nipple and licking it, she could tell he was fighting back a groan. He lost the fight when she took the nipple between her teeth and very gently tugged on it before moving on to the other nipple which she gave the same treatment as she had the first.

Josh’s fingers were digging deeper into her back and his breathing was faster than it had been moments earlier. Hannah enjoyed making the man lose control and decided it was time to do more of that. Wiggling down a little further in the bed Hannah turned her attention to his belly, kissing it and swirling her tongue around his belly button, playfully digging her teeth into his flesh, making him groan louder with each kiss, lick and nibble.

By the time she ran her fingers down the length of his cock he was predictably hard and when she took him in her hand he began to tremble. Hannah wished she had the willpower to tease him for an extended period of time, to get him to the brink and make him beg to be put out of his so-called misery, but the feel of his hard cock in her hand caused her to crave the feeling of his cock inside her.

Moving to her hands and knees Hannah straddled him, and with his cock still in her hand, lined him up with her aching hole; both of them groaned loudly as she slid quickly down his length and began moving her hips against him.

Hannah’s movements were slow and deep, she wasn’t so much thrusting her hips back and forth as grinding them in a circular motion, movement minimal but intense. Josh’s hands were on her hips and he was pulling her down against him, aiding with the constant friction on her clit. The head of his cock was rubbing against some little spot deep in the back of her cunt and the stimulation was like nothing she had felt before, overwhelming almost.

Usually she was loud in bed (especially when it came to Josh) but she was so focused on what she was feeling that she was almost silent, as if making noise would somehow disturb the sensation building in her pussy. Josh’s own groans were getting louder and the noises of his pleasure were only enhancing the experience for her; as Hannah began to grind harder she felt as if she was burning up, it started in her toes and spread up her legs, her ass, her belly, her arms, her face… she was on fire and couldn’t stop it.

She was still relatively in control until Josh pulled her down at the hips while tilting his hips upward, hitting deeper inside her and sparking off the orgasm that was steadily brewing inside her; finally she screamed, verbalising the pleasure that had been building. Josh’s hands were tightly grasping her hips and as he started grunting Hannah moved her hips faster and harder, not stopping until the loud, long, strangled groan that announced his orgasm had hit.

Hannah kissed him on the forehead and cheeks then on the tip of his nose and his chin before finally pressing her lips against his as she felt all energy draining from her body. Josh’s arms wrapped tightly around her and when he rolled them so they were both on their sides, she whimpered quietly as aftershocks shot through her body, reminding her of the intensity of the orgasm she had just had.

Hannah & Josh celebrate Christmas…

Merry-christmas-images-4Helllllllew lovely people!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!  Yeap, it is officially Christmas Day in my neck of the world and we are just about to head off for a day of wet fun… NO, not that type of wet fun.  We are going to the lake!

(the other wet fun will come later…)

Before I leave I wanted to post this short little story I wrote this morning.  As you will see it has a very Christmasy theme… and they DO have that type of wet fun (lucky bastards!).

Have a fabulous Christmas, everyone!

Bree xxx


“Darling, can you come with me for a minute?” Grace asked Josh who reluctantly released Hannah from his arms so he could stand up.

“Need a man to do something, do ya?” Josh joked and Grace rolled her eyes at him.

“Because women can’t do anything for themselves, son?” Grace asked in a tone that told him he should end that particular line of conversation.

“Just being silly mum,” Josh apologised and put an arm around her shoulders. “Lead the way.”

Hannah turned her attention to the conversation going on around her. Josh’s sister, Keira, and their cousins were talking about their plans for New Year’s, causing Hannah to get excited all over again. She and Josh were jetting off to Fiji on New Year’s Eve and were staying for a week. She couldn’t wait to be all alone with her man, no family to have to please, no work to attend, no boring mundane everyday life… for a week anyway. They planned to see in the New Year with some dancing and then a midnight swim, followed by what she was sure would be hours of sex. She wished they could skip Christmas altogether and go straight to Fiji.

She never had been the patient sort.

Grace came back into the lounge looking decidedly pleased with herself and Hannah wondered exactly what it was she had asked of Josh.

“Come on son,” Grace called down the hallway and Hannah heard a mumbled, incoherent reply from Josh.

Hannah heard footsteps coming down the hallway and found it impossible to contain her laughter when Josh finally entered the room, wearing what could only be described as the ghastliest Christmas jumper ever. She wasn’t alone though, Josh’s entry to the room was met by raucous laughter and various comments about said jumper.

“I love when Grandma makes my presents for me!” Josh declared sarcastically and Grace giggled.

“Sorry son, but she did put a lot of time and effort into your jumper, it would be rude of you not to wear it,” Grace told him.

“Why did everyone else get normal stuff then? Keira got a handbag, Leo got a snapback, you go that perfume you love… does she hate me?” Josh grumbled as he took his place back beside Hannah on the couch.

“I think you look very handsome,” Hannah choked through stifled laughter.

“I think you’re a bitch,” Josh retorted.

“You should wear it all day, everyday,” Hannah suggested, still unable to control her reaction to the hideous jumper.

“Careful what you wish for, it’s you who will be seen with me when I’m wearing it, so you will look stupid by association,” Josh informed her and Hannah frowned.

“You have a point there. Maybe just wear it when you’re not with me,” Hannah told him with a cheeky grin.

Josh took his phone out of his pocket and turned away so Hannah couldn’t see what he was writing, probably texting one of his friends to complain about his mean girlfriend. She couldn’t help it though, it was too hard not to tease him. When Hannah’s cellphone lit up and she saw the message icon it became clear Josh hadn’t been texting a friend. ‘You are in so much trouble‘, the message said and Hannah bit the inside of her lip as she replied, saying ‘I hope you mean it…

For some unexplained reason they had managed to sleep in that morning, waking up only ten minutes before they were supposed to arrive at his mum’s house. Naturally that meant there was no time to have sex and by that stage Hannah was craving it… even that stupid jumper couldn’t hide the muscular frame of her boyfriend and did nothing to detract from his panty-melting good looks. The man was a sex god – her sex god – and she never had been able to get enough of him.

“Can you come and help me for a minute, babe?” Josh asked standing up and holding out his hand to her.

“Sure, you want help to take that jumper off?” Hannah couldn’t help herself. Everyone in the room laughed, including Josh.

“Nup, never taking this baby off,” Josh replied with a wink and led her from the lounge, down the hall and into what had been his bedroom.

The moment the door was closed, Josh put his hands on Hannah’s hips and pressed her up against the door, kissing with the hunger that had been building between them all morning. She moved her hands up his neck and buried her fingers in his hair, moaning silently when he moved his attention to her neck, alternating between biting and licking the crook of her neck. With his mouth so expertly working her neck, Hannah lost control very quickly, thrusting her hips forward in the hopes their clothes would melt away and his cock would magically press inside her.

No such luck.

Josh’s hands followed the curve of her ass around and as his hands spread over her ass cheeks Hannah had to bite back a groan, especially when he lifted her up and suddenly his cock was pressing against her pussy. If it wasn’t for their clothes…

He turned around and carried Hannah toward the bed. What seemed like minutes later (even though it was only seconds) Josh lay her down with her ass at the edge of the bed and kissed her passionately. Their tongues swirled together and she couldn’t keep from pulling him down at the hips in an attempt to feel the hard ridge of his cock against her again.

“I meant what I said, you are in so much trouble,” Josh promised with a wicked glint in his eye.

“Go on then,” Hannah prompted, hoping she didn’t sound as desperate as she felt.

“First of all,” Josh began and moved off her so he could slide his hands up the outside of her thighs, “these need to go,” he said as he dipped his fingertips inside the waistband of her lacy red panties.

“Uh huh,” was all Hannah managed in response as he took her by surprise and tore one side of the flimsy lace garment open.

“That’s better,” Josh sighed with satisfaction as he made easy work of tearing the other side of her panties. Hannah lifted her ass off the bed and Josh pulled the useless scrap of red lace from beneath her, discarding of it on the floor then dropping to his knees.

“Much better,” Hannah finally agreed, trying not to sound too impatient to have him inside her.

Josh put his hands on her hips and pulled her closer to the edge of the bed, before she knew what was happening he spread her legs open and buried his face in her pussy. Hannah managed to reach up, grab a pillow and put it over her face just in time for a loud moan to escape from between her lips. His tongue was moving slowly up and down her wet slit, grazing over her clit and dipping inside her hole; her need for him went through the roof and she felt slightly frantic. She needed his cock, but she didn’t want him to stop what he was doing with his tongue.

Hannah found it almost impossible to catch her breath when Josh broke the contact between his tongue and her pussy. She knew what was coming and the anticipation was almost too much to bear, particularly as Josh stood up and she watched him undoing the button and zipper of his jeans. He pulled them and his boxers down to reveal his deliciously hard cock standing to attention, twitching as if with excitement. The sight of his cock made her pussy clench in response and her legs instinctively spread wider apart.

Josh groaned quietly when he looked down at her pussy and stepped closer to the bed. He crouched down and gave her a heated look as he ran the tip of his cock from her hole to her clit and back down again, eventually settling with the very tip of his cock pressing against her wet opening. Hannah found it hard to breathe again as he placed his hands on her hips and helped her wrap her legs around his waist so her ass was off the bed slightly. He was still teasing her with just the tip of his cock and Hannah tightened her legs around him in hopes it would pull more of his cock inside her. It didn’t.

“After you were so mean to me, maybe I should just go back out to the lounge,” Josh mused and Hannah shook her head.

“No… no, don’t… I… I need you… so bad,” Hannah whimpered, tightening her legs even more as if to prove her point.

“Maybe it’d be more punishment to just leave you in this dripping wet state,” Josh suggested and somehow managed to move his hips so the tip of his cock was only just touching her hole.

“Josh – I need you so ba-” Hannah was cut off by the sensation of Josh’s cock slamming into the back of her pussy. “Oh god,” she exclaimed as she clamped the pillow back over her face.

His cock moved out and he slammed back in again pulling tightly on her hips at the same time to ensure he hit as hard and deep as possible. Hannah shrieked into the pillow, louder as he slammed inside her again, and again, and again Any worry that he was going to suddenly stop and leave the room disappeared when he began moving his hips harder and faster, even through the pillow she could hear his grunts and wondered if everyone in the house knew what they were doing.

In that moment she didn’t care.

Hannah’s pussy felt incredibly swollen and that made the friction caused by Josh’s penis feel sublime. Every single hot spot inside her was being struck and rubbed in just the right way; then there was the friction against her clit which was making her grip on to the pillow over her face in an attempt to somehow stop her screaming at the top of her lungs. Every stroke of his cock felt better than the one preceeding it, it was the type of sex she wanted to never be over, but at the same time couldn’t wait for it to be over because she knew she would be treated to an excessively explosive orgasm.

Josh’s grip on her hips tightened and Hannah noticed his grunts were changing into the animalistic growl she knew meant his orgasm was fast approaching. Her own orgasm was getting closer with each skilled thrust of Josh’s hips and as her pussy began to tighten her hips raised higher off the bed, allowing Josh to hit harder. She was gripping the pillow so tightly over her face that she could hardly breathe, but it was either that or alert everyone in the household to the fact they were fucking in his old bedroom.

Hannah began panting as she felt her orgasm building, her body tensing up in preparation at the same time as Josh’s thrusts sped up. She couldn’t concentrate on anything but the pleasure coursing through her body and as she felt that pleasure surging to a peak she braced herself against the orgasm that was seconds away from hitting.

Her entire body was rigid and on the next contact of Josh’s cock against the back of her pussy the much needed orgasm hit. She screamed long and loud into the pillow and felt one final thrust of Josh’s cock as he reached his climax and stilled, pressing into her as his cock pulsated with release.

Suddenly she was dizzy and gasping for air, not even noticing when Josh pulled the pillow from her face. She took in deep gulps of air and tried to move her arms so she could wrap them around him as he collapsed on top of her, but she couldn’t. It was as if she was no longer connected to her body.

She was aware of Josh rolling off and lying on his back beside her, clasping her hand tightly in his own. After a couple of minutes Hannah felt more like herself and rolled on her side so she could face Josh.

“God, I needed that,” Hannah sighed happily and Josh nodded in agreement.

“I was going to suggest a quickie this morning, wish I had,” Josh replied and then chuckled, “at least we got it out of our systems eventually.”

“Certainly a memorable way to celebrate Christmas,” Hannah giggled.

“Now to try and get rid of the freshly fucked look before we go back out into the lounge and join civilisation again,” Josh joked.

“Only if you promise we can get back that freshly fucked look later,” Hannah winked, not surprised that even though they had only just had sex she was starting to feel horny again. The man had that effect on her.

“Well, we do need to test drive that new lingerie I got you for Christmas,” Josh reminded her.

“It will go so well with those naughty red stilletos I bought myself as a surprise for you,” Hannah said innocently and Josh gasped.

“Oh god, I’m not going to make it through the day now! Naughty heels, why didn’t you tell me, we could have pretended we were sick and you could have spent all day in heels and lingerie… we could have had that freshly fucked look over, and over, and over, and over,” Josh sounded truly disappointed.

“That’s my plan for tomorrow,” Hannah told him.

And it was a promise.

Reunited and it feels so good (dammit!)

I think this week should be renamed ‘reading over half written stories and picking up where I left off’ week.

I’ve revisited the story of Eva and Ethan, and the story of Sam and Nadia earlier in the week (I posted excerpts from both); now I am revisiting the story of Hannah and Josh.

These two lovebirds are reunited after almost a year apart and after what they thought would be ‘closure sex’, go on to realise that they can’t eaa64cce4fd63cbee10a2835709e5b95be apart any longer.  It’s not exactly going to be smooth sailing for the couple though.  The reason they broke up in the first place was because Josh unintentionally cheated on her.  I know, how can you ‘unintentionally’ cheat on someone, right?  Just trust me, it can be done.  Because of the cheating Hannah’s family now hate Josh a passion – and news of their reconciliation isn’t taken very well.  At all.  It’s understandable I think, who wants to see someone they love getting hurt?

Whether her family like it or not, they are destined to be together.

Usually the excerpts I post are sex scenes but this one isn’t.  Quite.  It stops about a sentence before the sex starts – I do plan on posting the sex scene but felt like being a bit of a tease… and setting the scene is never a bad thing!


Hannah hated how familiar Josh’s body was, but more than that, she hated the way their bodies still seemed to meld together so effortlessly. It had been close to a year, she really thought he was out of her system – but there she was, ready to quite literally get him back into her system.

The phone call had been out of the blue and her reply to his suggestion they should ‘catch up’ while he was in town came as even more of a surprise.

She jumped at the chance.

After everything he had put her through, the way he had broken her heart then buggered off to the other side of the world, she still couldn’t say no to him. What made it worse was that she didn’t want to say no to him.

At the time she had tried to convince herself that their ‘catch up’ would be nothing more than that. Over a coffee they would talk, laugh, perhaps reminisce a little and then go their separate ways. Perhaps she would even leave the cafe feeling a little lighter, finally getting some of the closure she badly needed.

In reality, however, she knew that when she left the cafe he would be right beside her and they would both be full of anticipation, desperate to get back to her house, to get each other naked before finally climbing into bed together.

Of course their little catch up at the cafe had played out just as she had expected; two hours later there they were, enjoying the feeling of being naked in each others arms again after such a long time apart. It was almost as if they hadn’t had any time away from each other, it felt so right having his body pressed against hers; it was almost a reflex for her to lightly graze her fingertips along the small of his back while he stroked the back of her neck.

Hannah had truly believed her weakness and need for him had disappeared the moment he had admitted cheating on her. When he had told her he was moving to the other side of the world for work she had thought she was officially over him. He was out of her life, she could move on and forget all about the scumbag who had broken her heart and then not stuck around to try and make things right.

But there she was, all too happy to be back in the safety of his arms. His skin felt warm and soft against hers, his fingertips working their same old magic as he absentmindedly traced them up and down the back of her neck. It had been a long time since she had felt so relaxed – and much to her annoyance – quite so turned on.

She had expected that the moment they got back to her house clothes would go flying before the door was even closed and that within seconds Josh would be taking her up against the wall as he had done so many times before. Instead he had led her straight through to the bedroom and after finally kissing her (there was no way she was going to initiate!) they had begun to undress each other.

Their clothes had come off slowly and unlike when they were a couple, there was nothing hasty about the process. Each newly revealed bare area of skin had been kissed and touched gently, and to her surprise neither of them had got carried away during this time.

In the past an unrushed undressing would only last until both of them were shirtless. One glimpse of his muscular arms and broad chest would leave her craving his cock. One look at her boobs would cause some sort of animalistic reaction in him. There would be a hasty pulling down of his pants, a pushing up of her skirt and pulling aside of her panties with him slamming inside her before either really had a chance to register what was happening.

Hannah tried to convince herself that she didn’t really want him, she imagined moving out of his arms and telling him he should leave… but it wasn’t what she wanted.

What she really wanted was to feel him buried deep inside her, to have him moving against her, bringing her closer to orgasm with each perfectly timed thrust of his cock. She wanted to ride him, to watch the agonised look of pleasure on his face as she moved her hips in slow circles, causing him to make the guttural moan she had once loved so much.

She wanted to take him through to the bathroom and stand with her hands on the vanity unit, locking eyes with him via the mirror as he took her from behind. His fingers would dig deeply into her hips, she would push back against him as his thrusts became more forceful, both would be moaning and groaning as they reached that blissful peak together, before collapsing on the bathroom floor in a sweaty, breathless heap.

Without realising what she was doing, Hannah arched her hips into Josh’s and gasped loudly. The change in position meant his cock pressed against her slit and even though he wasn’t inside her a charge of electricity tore through her body. As much as his body felt familiar to her, his cock felt even more so and almost from nowhere the intense hunger she had once felt for him returned… and it was just as strong as ever.

When it came to Josh she never had any self-control and their year apart had done nothing to change that. She rolled him onto his back and in one smooth movement got to her knees and straddled him. The tip of his cock came into contact with her hole and she shuddered as he gripped onto her hips. Josh gave her an intense but nevous look; Hannah knew he wanted her to be the one to take the lead.

My Sexy Saturday – week 63

Welcome to week 63 of My Sexy Saturday, the blog hop that gives writers an opportunity to share 7 words, sentences, or paragraphs from a published or non-published work, based on a particular theme each week.

The theme for this week is ‘Another Sexy Moment’, and I have chosen seven sentences from a current untitled WIP.  The WIP centres around a couple (Hannah and Josh) who are reunited after a year apart.  They didn’t part on good terms – the opposite really – but the flame between them is still burning extremely brightly, it seems.  This little excerpt is from early on in the story and happens when they are spending their first night together since reconnecting.



Hannah enjoyed the view as she watched him, his t-shirt fit him perfectly – nice and snug around his arms – his muscles rippling subtly as he moved his arm back and forward. She wanted to bite him. To drag her nails down the soft skin of his back, in stark contrast to the firm muscles beneath. Even after four years she was still in awe of the body she had gotten to know so well.

I’ll meet you in bed,” Hannah told him and left the bathroom, it was the only way she could stop herself from tearing his t-shirt off him – quickly followed by his pants – and impaling herself on his cock.

By the time Josh got to the bedroom she was naked and in bed, feeling extremely nervous at the prospect of spending a night with him after so many nights without him. She shouldn’t feel nervous, she knew that, but it was something she couldn’t help.