“Ain’t no running from Karma.” – Black Eyed Peas
If I had a dime for every time I said, “Karma’s a bitch,” I would be filthy, stinking rich. Then again, I think a lot of people would be. Just ask Justin Timberlake. His hit, “What Goes Around Comes Around”, won a Grammy, went to number one on the Billboard Hot 100, and was certified platinum in the United States alone.
(This video shows an extreme case of Karma’s vengeance, but you get the idea.)
I know that isn’t important information. It’s just random trivia that I had to spout because I’m filled with useless entertainment facts and figures. It’s a gift.
Anyway, I’ll get back to the subject—Karma is an evil wench who loves to torture people for their misdeeds against humanity. I think I’m going to condense that mouthful to “Karma is a bitch” and collect a dime.
What is Karma like in action? Let’s see…A man cheats on his significant other, Karma’s going to get him. Maybe, his ‘special friend’ will turn around and cheat on him. I’m in a generous mood; otherwise, I would call his ‘special friend’ a home wrecker. Or, it could be that he ends up with an incurable STD from the ‘home wrecker’. Well, my generous mood didn’t last very long, now did it? Even better, he might contract some vile disease that makes his penis shrivel up and die. Okay, okay, I’m being a tinge melodramatic. Go figure.
Moving along…A woman stabs her friend in the back, oh yes, Karma’s going to get her. If she is lucky, Karma will get her before the betrayed friend does. Karma may be a bitch (another dime, please), but hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
Then there’s the car that cuts you off because you are going too slow in the fast lane…guess what, Karma’s going to get him (Yes, I am quite gleeful about this…I tend to be a road rage kind of woman). The driver hurries up to the traffic light, and it goes red. He then catches every, single red light for the rest of his drive. Oops, the jerk is late for work. Sucks to be him, right?
What about the person…Well, you get the idea. I don’t think you want me to spend hours listing off the selfish, spiteful, and sometimes sordid things people do to each other and how Karma will respond. It’s not like I could be nearly as creative as Karma, anyway.
But, why can Karma only be a bitch? Yin has yang. Dr. Jekyll has Mr. Hyde. Why can’t Karma have a split personality? Who says she can’t be nice and reward those who aren’t mean, hurtful, or downright nasty? Maybe it’s wishful thinking, but I believe Karma is just and fair. So, if someone deserves payback then they will get it but, if someone deserves a reward then it will come to them.
I try to put into the world what I want back out of it. Is it because I want to be friends with Karma? Nope. That’s just icing on the cake. I do it because it makes me happy. Do I believe that my need to be nice made a friend out of Karma? Why, yes I do. But, and this is a HUGE but, I also believe that I can easily piss Karma off and live to regret it.
Well, I think I’m going to wrap up this blog before I pull out the soap box and really go to town. Since you have been good and kind by reading this posit, I will give you a little treat just in case Karma is busy….
The heroine in Destined To Be Three, Jaycee Dalton, finds herself on a journey where she discovers more than a few things about Karma. Check it out when it releases tomorrow at Siren Bookstrand.
Seeking change, Jaycee Dalton takes a huge gamble with a life-altering game of “Truth or Dare.”
Jaycee’s innocuous dare lands her on the doorstep of a mysterious fortune teller who throws her a curveball that shakes her to the core: The two loves of her life are coming for her. She wanted change, and she was about to get it.
Grayson Blakemore and Cade McCoy have a love that most people only dream of, but they are missing one pivotal piece - Jaycee. Tired of living half lives, Gray and Cade concoct a scheme with her friends to win her back.
Shamelessly exploiting the dare she is taking, Gray and Cade kidnap Jaycee and prove that love is more than just playing sexy games. When Jaycee discovers their devious plot, will she feel betrayed or will she turn the tables on them and play a game of her own?
Sitting back in his chair, Gray watched Cade stand up and skirt around the kitchen table before kneeling at his feet. Cade smiled up at him naughtily and said, “Breakfast time.”
Cade unsnapped Gray’s jeans then lowered the zipper and parted the material. With a lick of his lips, Cade pulled Gray’s engorged cock out of his pants and guided it to his mouth. He sucked the head of Gray’s dick inside, twirling his tongue around it.
Gray groaned as Cade’s teeth grazed the sensitive skin. “I thought you were hungry, damn it.”
Cade smiled around Gray’s cock and nodded his head.
“Well, so am I,” Gray ground out in frustration. He pushed his painfully hard cock all the way into Cade’s sweltering mouth slowly, inch by fucking inch, until the head pressed against the soft spot at the back of his throat. Gray grabbed Cade’s head in a firm grip, denying him any movement. He pulled out of Cade’s wet mouth then slid back in.
Cade cupped Gray’s balls and rolled them in one hand while his other hand dropped between his own legs to palm his jean-covered cock. He moaned around Gray’s dick, the vibrations driving Gray closer to the edge.
Blood pounded through Gray’s veins, racing through his body and heading straight for his throbbing cock. His hips turned into pistons, allowing him to plunge faster and deeper, his thrusts becoming more forceful. He face fucked his lover ruthlessly until his dick swelled, nearly doubling in size. A tingle ran down his spine and his balls drew up, ready for an explosive release.
“Oh, hell,” Jaycee gasped from the doorway with a mischievous smile. She dropped a bag of groceries on the tile and sauntered toward them, her hips swaying seductively with each step she took.
Jaycee touched Gray’s bicep, coasting her hand up his arm to his shoulder. She moved in behind his chair and leaned down, kissing the side of his neck sweetly. She slid her hands over his shoulders and down the front of his chest, kneading his muscles as she went.
Nibbling Gray’s flesh, Jaycee made a pathway to his ear. “It’s fucking hot to watch Cade suck your cock. It makes me so damn horny,” she whispered sultrily, pausing long enough to lick the shell of his ear with her soft tongue. “If one of you touched my pussy right now, I would come fast and hard—like Cade is about to make you.”
Gray groaned and gripped Cade’s reddish-colored hair tightly in his fist, using the strands to angle his head back. His hips surged forward burying his cock deep inside Cade’s mouth and he came with a shout as his body jerked. His cum burst from his dick, flooding Cade’s sexy mouth.
Cade closed his forest-green eyes and licked his lips. “Mmmm.”
Blowing in Gray’s ear, Jaycee murmured, “He loves your cum, Gray. It tastes so fucking good.” She grasped the hem of his shirt and pulled it over his head. “I love the way it feels in my mouth.”
Gray turned his head and kissed Jaycee quickly but hungrily. Ripping his defiant lips from hers, he growled, “You’re so spanked.”
Jaycee grinned wickedly and said, “You’re so fucked.”
Gray shook his head in amusement, pulling his softened cock from Cade’s mouth. He bent over and kissed Cade, tasting the mixture of his cum with the natural flavor of Cade’s mouth. He covered Cade’s hand with his own, grinding the palm against the hard ridge of Cade’s cock.
“Fuck.” Cade hissed and shuddered as he orgasmed, his cum wetting the front of his jeans.
Jaycee strolled around the chair, glancing at Gray’s already-rebounding cock then the damp spot on Cade’s jeans. “My turn, boys,” she purred and stripped off her clothes.
Gray and Cade got to their feet, tearing at their clothes until they were naked and aroused.
A very nude, very sexy Jaycee swept all the cups and plates on the table onto the floor then crawled on top of it. Turning, she faced them and opened her legs.
“See how wet I am for you two?” She sighed, dipping her finger into her cunt then pulling it right back out. She held her hand up where they could see her wet finger perfectly.
“Jaycee Elizabeth,” Gray growled, advancing on her.
Cade moved around the other side and climbed onto the table behind her. He brushed her hair aside, his lips descending to the curve of her neck. Pressing small kisses to her skin, Cade’s arms snaked around her chest, and he palmed her breasts.
She arched her back with a moan. “Cade.”
Gray closed in on her, capturing her wrist and pulling it toward his awaiting mouth. Without taking his eyes off her face, he licked her juices off her finger, one swipe at a time.
She whimpered, her eyes locked to his lips. “Gray.”
“We’re hungry, sweetheart,” Gray told her, watching as her eyes widened. “Feed us.”
Instead of letting her ask, he led her hand between her gorgeous legs and placed it on her pussy. “Fuck yourself,” he ordered gruffly. “We want you for dessert.”
Cade lifted up, looking over her shoulder, without releasing her breasts from his hands. “I love dessert, darlin’.”
Jaycee leaned back into Cade with a sigh and shoved two fingers inside her saturated cunt. Thrusting her hand in and out, she finger fucked herself urgently.
Within seconds, her body tightened up and her eyes closed, concentration etched on her face.
“Stop,” Gray commanded gutturally.
Immediately, she stopped and opened her eyes slowly, revealing the lusty blue depths. “I was so fucking close, Gray.”
“Just a minute, sweetheart,” Gray whispered soothingly. “Give me your hand.”
She held her hand out to him, and he clasped it with a smile, moving it to her shoulder. He and Cade lowered their mouths, each of them sucking one finger inside. At the same time, Gray plunged three fingers inside her slick pussy.