[Grown and Sexy] Ellen Cross

Author Bio:

Even as a young child, Ellen's mind was constantly filled with the  characters from the many beloved books she would buy, instead of spending her pocket money on sweets or toys like other children.

Growing up on a remote farm in northern NSW, Australia, she spent long hours not only reading, but writing as well.

After high school, she graduated from Administrative Studies with honors, and quickly followed with other various study courses. Work took a backseat to her other commitments, however, when she met her husband of 17years, and their first son was born at just 28 weeks gestation.
Her world may be busy and chaotic at times with her tribe of five hyperactive boys, but she wouldn't trade a single second of it for the world.

Now with her children growing older, Ellen can finally return and indulge her overactive mind in her favourite passion of all...writing.

With her fingers in so many differing genres, you just never know what she will come up with next! 

Links
Website http://ellen-cross.webs.com 
Blog http://ellencross.blogspot.com.au 


PG Excerpt:

She smiled to herself as she watched his reactions to her words. Too often she had seen men smile and flirt, only to run away with their tails between their legs once they realized she was pregnant. Hell, she wasn't even after a relationship, only a friend. But obviously that was even too much for the average male. Not Garrick, though. The trembles in his hands, and the way he looked at the little foot poking out near her ribs left no doubt in her mind that he was in total awe of her condition.

"I…" Garrick cleared his throat. "I've never seen or felt a pregnant woman's belly before. I mean sure, I've seen them walking down the street and such, but never like this."

Giggling, Jen couldn't help but remark, "Well, I'm not making such a great example for your first one, then. I'm afraid that stretch marks are not a good look on a belly this big. But not long to go and I'll have my body back."

Garrick must not have found the funny side to her words, because his smile fell as he knelt down beside her and placed his hands back on her bared taunt, yet soft skin.

"Are you kidding me, Jen? This is the most beautiful thing I have ever seen, and these marks," he ran a finger over her bump, tracing the few stretch marks she had that ran near her flattened belly button, "are something to be proud of. They show that your body has given life…not something everyone is capable of." As he spoke those last words, he dropped his hands, his head bowing low so that she could no longer see his face as he stood up and backed away.

"I'm sorry. I shouldn't be touching you like that… I have no right." He turned away from her and started to walk away.

"I'll, ah, let you get dressed and then we can go out for dinner somewhere, or whatever you are more comfortable with." He stalked away, grabbing his bag from where he had placed it next to hers and headed straight into the bedroom, closing the sliding doors as he went.


Adult Excerpt:

Leaning over, Garrick began running kisses down the insides of her long thighs, alternating between the two as he gradually climbed higher and higher toward her moist beckoning heat. The scent of her arousal, the proof visible as it glistened between her pink puffy lips, made his mouth water as he drew in her warm musky scent. His rough breaths sawed harshly in and out of his chest, his control nearly shattering as he watched a single drop of her cream escape her core and run down her curvy backside.

Diving forward before his brain could actually register the move, Garrick pounced on that drop, collecting it on his tongue as the sweet honey flavor burst over his taste buds. A low growl reverberated through his chest as Jen’s gasp of delight reached his senses.

"I have to taste you, sweetheart. I feel like I’ll go out of my freaking mind if I don’t sink my tongue deep within your pussy and feast on every single drop of your sweet cream as you come all over my face."

Garrick barely registered Jen’s squeak of surprise as he dove back down and drove his tongue the full length of her slit, from her tight pink rosette winking at him as her muscles quivered, to her shy little clit, hidden beneath its hood yet peeking out with each twitch her body gave. She gasped as he trapped her clit between his lips, flickering it lightly with the tip of his tongue before suckling it deeply into his mouth. Jen moaned and slid her fingers into the hair on each side of his head, gripping great fistfuls and pulling his mouth firmly against her sex as she rocked against it.

Jen’s whole body jerked as each lap of his tongue assaulted her clit while he timed the spasms, stiffening his tongue to dive deeply into her sheath with each convulsion her body offered to his hungry mouth. Each desperate cry of wonder passing her lips increased his own mounting desire. He gentled his torment slightly, slipping one finger through her engorged slippery folds to rest against her entrance.

Feeling no resistance from Jen, Garrick lifted his head to watch her face just to be sure she was still ok. His breath caught in his throat at the sight of this amazingly sensual woman with her head thrown back in utter abandonment. Slowly he pushed his finger forward, entering her tight sheath.

Returning to lap at her heat again, Garrick murmured between noisy slurps, "Damn, baby, you feel and taste so good. All sweet, hot, wet, and soft like a woman should be. And tight…so damn tight, honey. I’ll ease you open a little before we go any further