The heck of it was it wouldn't be fair -- not fair to the hopeful authors who didn't have his inside track, not fair to the publisher that took it for...a reason other than it being good, and worst of all, not fair to himself because he would have no real proof if it were good or bad. To be fair, he'd have to submit it under an assumed name and have someone else make the buy-or-bounce decision -- and it would not be hard to manage.What if he were to write a fantasy book?Face it; he knew his way. Our lips dragging against each other. My pulse races. Your face pushes my hair to the side as you kiss my jaw line. I tilt my head over so you can kiss it more. You kiss my jaw line and slim neck. You place your left hand gently round my slim neck as you kiss my jaw lie more. Damn that feels nice. All of a sudden you reach both arms all the way around my body and give me a bear hug! My body and legs squashed together. My arms locked by my side by your powerful arms. Your grip around my body. I put on shorts and a t-shirt. Blaise wore a pair of his pajama pants and a t-shirt.We spent a couple of hours eating and watching a horror movie. It was just another Wednesday night. Eventually, I took our dinner trash to the kitchen.When I returned, he was watching my video. His eyes always seemed to glaze over when he watched it. The world stopped when I was his TV screen. I loved it.I quietly drank a beer while we watched my bedroom scene. When my bottle was empty I slid the coffee table. He lightened the grip of my hair, and then took his cock away. I almost didn’t want it to end. He then climbed over me and positioned himself in front of my pussy. Taking his dick and rubbing it up over my slit and then my clitoris. Making me tremble. He had it positioned now right at the entrance of my tight pussy. Because I was already so wet he was able to slide in with ease. I groaned and then gasped as he went as far as it could go. He then began to fuck me hard. Thrusting in and out of my.