Total pages in book: 25
Estimated words: 23483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 23483 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 117(@200wpm)___ 94(@250wpm)___ 78(@300wpm)
He holds his hand out to me. “Give me your laptop. I’m going to read some of your reviews, and the ones I think are constructive, I’ll tell you those.”
I almost tell him no, but already I know I can trust Legend. I hand over my laptop and sit quietly as he opens the Internet tab and searches out my books. I’m holding my breath as I see him read through the reviews. When he finally looks up at me, I feel like I’m on the edge of my seat. “What is it?”
“Well, first of all, readers love you. There are so many reviews saying that your books are captivating, heartfelt, suspenseful…”
“But…” I start.
He nods and then looks back at the reviews. “There are some reviews that talk about the lack of intimacy.”
I hold my breath as he continues. “And some readers say that the sex scenes lack emotion, that they’re more a list of what happens instead of building a connection.”
I brush my palms together. “Right, okay, so that’s helpful. Surely I can use that and build connection.”
“Well, all in all, I think this is a good thing. At least you know what the problem is. That’s half the battle, right?”
“Yeah, that’s half the battle, but now what am I going to do about it?”
He smiles easily. “We’re going to fix it.”
“Oh yeah, and how are we going to do that?”
“Well, we’re going to take in these constructive reviews and see what we need to do.”
I point at the laptop. “You know, I’m a strong believer in writing what I want to write, but I know my sex scenes could be better.”
He shrugs. “It’s not a big deal, Maya. There’s no question you’re an amazing writer. USA Today bestseller, New York Times bestseller, you’ve held the number one spot on every retailer, you sell out book signings both in the US and the UK. Your books have been translated into twenty languages. I think you’re an amazing writer, Maya. Everyone knows it.”
I hug myself. “Yeah, but I can be better.”
He pats the cushion next to him. “Come on, sit next to me. Let’s do this.”
Reluctantly, I get up from the chair and move to sit on the couch. I make sure to put a full cushion between us and point at my laptop. “Can I have my computer back?”
He hands it to me and turns toward me, lifting his leg up on the couch between us. “So what happens next?”
7
LEGEND
She sets the laptop on her legs. “You want me to keep reading?”
I nod.
She starts to read. “It feels so good everywhere he touches me. He pulls his manhood out and slides it between my legs.”
As she talks, all I can think about is touching her and making her feel good. She stops talking, and with cherry red cheeks, she looks at me. “That’s all I got.”
I rub my hand across my face, trying to keep myself calm. “So what do you think would happen next?”
She shrugs. “He would uh, put ‘it' in, right?”
I lick my lips because the thoughts in my head are too graphic when she says he’d put it in. “Right, well, has he tasted her?”
She nods. “Yeah, they kissed.”
I chuckle. “No, honey, has he licked her pussy?”
She gasps, and I shake my head. “Trust me, he’s going to want to taste her.”
I watch as her cheeks turn rosy. “No, he hasn’t uh, tasted her yet.”
I nod, “Well, maybe we should write that scene out. What do you think?”
She puts her head down, and her hair falls, hiding her face from me. “Right, okay, so he’s going to taste her.”
“Are they on the bed already? So he put his hands on her knees, and then slides them down her inner thighs, pushing them apart. He leans in, inhaling deeply, sucking her scent into his lungs.”
She curls her nose up. “Do men really like that?”
It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell her I’d kill someone to taste her right now, but I really doubt she’s ready to hear that. “Yeah, if he’s a real man, he likes to eat pussy, Maya, but the point here is what the woman wants… I mean, think about your experience. You don’t want your lover to just stick it in… you want some foreplay…”
She shrugs. “Maybe that’s my problem. I’ve been with two men, only one of them went down on me, and it wasn’t good. I mean, it definitely wasn’t anything to write about for sure.”
She slaps her hand over her mouth like she can’t believe she just said that out loud. “Ignore me.”
It takes everything in me to stay in my seat when I want to flip her to her back on the couch and dive between her legs. I would hold my arm over her hips and give her pleasure like she’s never been given before. I would ravish her until she’s screaming my name begging for her release.