Welcome to the 99thweek of My Sexy Saturday.

This week’s theme is Keeping It Sexy and we in the blog hop are thinking about all the wonderful things that lovers do to and for each other. Those special vacations, those sexy beach or mountain homes, or maybe it’s just a fun day at the spa. Or taking a ride in the latest spaceship or seeing the home they’ve built together for the very first time. 

There are things that all lovers do to keep their love fresh, alive, and inviting to each other. It’s all those special sexy environments that we’re talking about.

I’m sharing a tender scene from Remedy Maker, Book 1 of The Centaur series. Rhycious, a  shape-shifting Centaur physician, is…uh…going to examine Patience, his Wood Nymph patient:

“Rhycious!”
she cried out, going for a scolding tone. But it came across like a sensual
invitation.


His
arm tightened around her waist, drawing her the wasted millimeter of space
nearer. Patience’s mind spun. A man who wanted her was holding her in his arms.
She closed her eyes. His mouth traveled up her throat, licking and sucking,
until he settled over her lips once more. Persistent and demanding, his tongue
slid along the seam until she complied and opened.

He
charged right in like a Centaur warrior would, drawing her tongue into battle
with his. Feinting and parrying, they slid sensuously against one another.

“My
gods, Patience. You taste so damn good.”

And
Rhycious tasted of pure Elysium, sending a tingle of exquisite warmth to a spot
deep within her. A breathless tension coiled. “Your coffee tastes better than
mine.”

His
hand cupping her bottom alternated between kneading the cheek and rubbing
sumptuous circles. The clench of desire increased between her thighs. She
moaned her approval. His other hand traveled upward from her waist and settled
under the heavy fall of hair, massaging the base of her skull.

Rhycious
backed her up until her knees hit the couch and buckled. He followed her down,
arranging her body to stretch out beneath him, his hips spreading her thighs
wide. Leaning on one elbow, he used his free hand to push the hair off her
face. His feral gleam intensified, and his tawny eyes bore into hers.

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