Tuesday, November 24, 2015

Kinky Questions




Sebastian glared up at Thane, defiance written all over him. His icy black eyes burned with rebellion. Insolence carved every line on his face. Obstinance bled from his very pores. The smile he wore was cruel, contemptuous. His stance was challenging, and Thane had never wanted him more. 
“You bottom for no man,” Thane snapped.
Sebastian’s nostrils flared. His tight jaw ticked. “I bottomed for you,” he mocked.
The fire to fight rose in Thane like the sun in the East—slow, steady, impossible to stave off. The urge for battle charged through him, ripping through his veins. His blood, it boiled. His skin was ablaze. Only sheer determination and iron control kept him from taking Bast to the ground and showing him how far he was willing to go to win this war of wills.
“Yes, you did.” Thane dropped his head. He waited a heartbeat before placing his mouth at Sebastian’s ear. “But I’m no man,” he breathed.
Sebastian tensed. His chest heaved, hitting Thane’s. Breaths came to Bast hard. They came fast. The air, hot and angry, slapped Thane in the face. 
Thane relished every, single blow.
“Who are you then?”

~Mia
In Love, There Was You
The Doms of Kinky, KS

Monday, November 23, 2015

Kinky Beavers, Mouthewatering Nuts, and..Fifty Inch Cocks?



“I didn’t go off and have a grand old time in Oregon.”
Oregon? What the hell was Thane doing in Oregon? Hiding in Pine trees, playing with beavers, eating motherfucking nuts?
“I was alone.”
Right. Thane was alone. In motherfucking Oregon. And Sebastian had a fifty inch cock, too.

~Mia
In Love, There Was You
The Doms of Kinky, KS

Friday, October 30, 2015

Those Kinky Bastards!





“I liked watching them. I admit, I watched them a lot.”
“You always were a kinky bastard.”
“That’s the switch calling the Dom dirty.” 

~Mia, 
In Love, There Was You
The Doms of Kinky, Kansas Book 2

Thursday, October 29, 2015

My Dirty (Throwback-tastic) Take...

On Facebook, a friend of mine posted 18 Things That Happened in the '90s That Would Never Fly Today by Laura Rutherford-Morrison. As a child of the '90s, I absolutely adored this article. I laughed. I cried (well, not technically but it sounded good, huh?). And you guessed it, my mind went there. You know, where. The gutter, my home away from home. 

(I blame #11. You'll see why below. )

Anyway, since I haven't posted in FOREVER and a day, I thought I'd share my dirty "throwback" thoughts with you. You know, sharing is caring and all that jazz. (I said, jazz, not jizz. Just to clarify.) 

Now, onto the meat of the blog, the good stuff, 69ers. I hope you enjoy! 


  18 Things That Happened in the '90s 
That Would Never Fly Today



1. You arranged to meet your best friend at the mall, and then wandered around trying unsuccessfully to find her. This could go on for HOURS, because cell phones were not yet a thing.

My Dirty Take: When you found Tiffany, she was macking on your crush. Girl did not care that you're hymenally challenged. All she cared about was his Jason Priestly eyes, Mark Paul-Gosselaar hair, and JTT's smile. Oh, and don't forget the hottie's Abercrombie & Fitch cargo pants. Those bad boys on his fine Mario Lopez body were drool-worthy. Yum-ohhhh.

2. You got fined because you were unkind and didn’t rewind. (Pure poetry, I know. YOU’RE WELCOME).

My Dirty Take: The adult video store were real sticklers about "Being Kind and Rewinding." They gave you the real shaft when you forgot. Stupid $.69 a day fines. 

3. Inflatable furniture.

My Dirty TakeSofa sex was super squeaky...and your boyfriend got caught with his dick out.

5. You were regularly forced to choose between having the Internet or a functioning telephone.

My Dirty Take: Geez, how were you supposed to cyber with your boy while gossiping with your girl? Jenny's intel on Ashley was not going to wait for Jim to finish. Not that that took him all that long... They didn't call him Levenstein for nothing. (Oh, the memories of American Pie and watching it with a group of band boys. *sighs* Those were the days.)

6. You and your friends got into debates about random trivia, and had no way to find out the answer.

My Dirty Take: When you couldn't agree on the name of Vivian's blow buddy in Pretty Woman...or whether the two of them did it on top of a piano or something else...or...

7. Your CD case was stolen, which meant that you lost ALL of your music.

My Dirty Take: How did you ever survive without Salt-N-Pepa talking about sex, Ginuwine asking you to ride his pony, Britney Spears wanting someone to hit her baby one more time, or Christina Aguilera begging someone to rub her genie bottle? Ugh! My poor ears are so lonely. So lonely, I could cry. 

8. You thought long and hard about your AOL screen name, only to discover that some jerkface had already taken it.

My Dirty TakeYou were so pissed when you found out BabyGotBack6969 was taken (and  VirginWhoCantDrive and SexySpiceWannabeYourLover and every other damn thing you could think of!)

9. You realized that the fellow teenager you’ve been talking to in the Seventeen chat room was actually a middle-aged man who wants to “cyber.”

My Dirty TakeWhen you find out your "cyber"ing partner is your uncle's buddy's father, Ben Dover, and he has a serious anal fixation.

10. Countless TV plots could immediately have been solved by someone simply having a cell phone.

My Dirty Take: Ohmigosh, did Ross really cheat on Rachel?!? Break, schmeack, my ass.

11.You actually believed that videotapes and Nintendo cartridges could be fixed by blowing on them.

My Dirty TakeWhen blowing didn't fix a thing.

12. The Discman in your mom’s car had to be hooked up to a lighter, and it would skip every time she drove over even the smallest bump in the road.

My Dirty Take: Gave bump and grind a whole new meaning.

13. If you wanted to learn to do a thing, you had to actually find someone who could do that thing.

My Dirty Take: If you wanted to have sex, you had to find someone to do it with. Oh wait, we still do that today. My bad. ;)

14. If you wanted to watch a new release, you either had to buy the tape or wait — yes, WAIT — until it was available at the video store.

My Dirty Take: But, but, but, I can't wait that long to see Eyes Wide Shut. I'll just die, if I don't see Nicole and Tom doing the dirty on screen. (Hmm, yeah, well. Look how that turned out.)

15. Family road trips were dominated by your parents arguing over how to interpret the map.

My Dirty Take: "Honey, you can't find your way around my pussy, how can you expect me to trust your map skills? I mean, come on, I only have two holes and a clit down there."

16. You would try to take selfies, only to discover when you had them developed that you accidentally photographed your finger in Every. Single. Shot.

My Dirty Take: Your finger? Is that what that was? Oh, that explains soooooo much.

17. You were expected to actually memorize phone numbers.

My Dirty Take: You could sing 867-5309 all day. But for the life of you, you couldn't remember the boy you made out with at Amy's party! 

18. If you missed your favorite show, you ran the risk of never finding out what happened.

My Dirty Take: All I have to say is: Friends. Joey. Sex tape. That is all.

Happy Throwback Thursday!
XOXOXO,
-Mia

For Your Listening Pleasure...


Salt-N-Pepa Let's Talk About Sex


Ginuwine, Pony


Christina Aguilera, Genie in a Bottle



Britney Spears, Baby One More Time


 

Monday, August 10, 2015

Mia's Music Monday: Kinky Shades of Blue



My husband recently discovered the guitar god, Joe Bonamassa. As per usual, he decided to use his discovery to expand my musical repertoire and convinced me to listen to Different Shades of Blue. 

Picture it. I was baking muffins. Chocolate with chocolate chips. (They were for my daughter, of course. I'm diabetic. I can't have them. No matter how tasty they are. And trust me, they were going to be positively orgasmic.) Anyway, the muffins were coming out of the oven when I heard the lyrics to Different Shades of Blue. I stopped dead and almost burned myself. I thought, "Holy shit sticks!" 

Why? You ask.

Because the song struck every cord I have. It was like Mr. Bonamassa had written the song for Thane Sorenson from In Love, There Was You. So to those of you who ask me about what I'm listening to while writing, this one is for you.

Kisses,
~Mia Ashlinn


Different Shades of Blue
Lyrics

The sun's been shinin' down on me day and night
Gettin' away with murder, livin' a lucky life
All good things finally come to an end
Hit ya like a train if you try to beat it
Everybody knows that she broke your heart
Everybody knows that it's tearing you apart
The row you've been sailin' on sprung a leak
You won't admit, but it's startin' to make you weep
When you got nothing left to lose
Might sound good, but I'm not sure that's true
You carry the pain around and that's what sees you through
The different shades of blue
Tell by the way you hang your head
The way you cast your eyes and things you haven't said
You've gathered past ten years written on your face
Your whole damn life's been one big race
Everybody goes there whether they want to or not
Everybody starts to hold on to what they got
And start to settle in with the long hall
Real life baby, oh, you can't have it all
When you got nothing left to lose
Might sound good, but I'm not sure that's true
You carry the pain around and that's what sees you through
The different shades of blue
When you got nothing left to lose
Might sound good, but I'm not sure that's true
You carry the pain around and that's what sees you through
The different shades of blue


Friday, August 7, 2015

Angels, Death, & Really Bad Breath




“Hey, blue eyes.”
“Yes, cherub?”
“I smell like death.”
“I wish I could disagree.”

~Reyes, Untitled
The Original Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)
by Molly Grayson

Thursday, August 6, 2015

Kinky Behavior



“What I want is for you and Sebastian to behave. We both know that isn’t happening.”
No, it wasn’t. Thane and Bast would fight it out, fuck it out, and then fight it out again. The two of them were volatile. A fireball was more stable than they were, and fireballs flamed out. They never did.

~Thane, In Love, There Was You
(The Doms of Kinky, Kansas Book 2)
by Mia Ashlinn

Tuesday, August 4, 2015

Teasetastic Tuesday: Cavemen & Kink



“You know I don’t touch a woman with another man’s cum on her.” Or in her. “Too messy.” 

The bullshit falls from my tongue with disturbing ease. I’ve delivered it so many times I almost believe myself. But a man who gets off on dirty, filthy, nasty sex doesn’t give a shit about mixing fluids because it’s “messy.” No, it goes deeper than that. 

There’s something primal in me that balks at the thought of touching a woman who’s been marked by her lover. Yes, I say, marked. You can call it what you like. Signed, branded, stamped, whatever. Its all the same thing. It’s a sign of ownership. And I’m not a part of owning anyone. I’m the third or fourth. On occasion, I’m the fifth or even sixth. I’m the person who joins, not the person who belongs. Im me. They’re them. We’re separate entities, who happen to come together.

Don’t you dare excuse that pun. Pure. Fucking. Gold.

Now if I ever take my own woman, which is about as likely as a penis pump working without a hose, I’ll always go bare. I’ll be the one filling her. I’ll be the man marking her. It’ll be my pleasure to sign, brand, and stamp her. Our third will be suiting up. But I don’t have to worry about that. I’ll never take the lead in a relationship. That’s on Hunt. The poor fuck.

~Reyes, Untitled
The Original Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)
by Molly Grayson


“Because you were so worried about us, Sorenson.”

Thane came off the couch and was in Sebastian’s face. Their eyes locked as Thane’s palm landed against Sebastian’s neck. He wrapped his fingers around the sides and squeezed. “Don’t think for a second I didn’t do this for you,” he breathed. His mouth hovered above Sebastian’s. “Don’t believe for a moment I didn’t walk away because I didn’t care about what happened to you.” 

Thane’s grip tightened. 

Sebastian tried to swallow but couldn’t.

“My wife and you are everything,” he spat. “Every. Fucking. Thing.”

Thane’s hold strengthened.

Breathing was a challenge.

“I didn’t give up my life to save myself,” he said.

Sebastian’s heart battered his ribcage. Breathing went from a challenge to a burden. He couldn’t remember how to draw in air, couldn’t recall a way to push it out, and he couldn’t focus long enough to care. His lungs, they burned. They were desperate for oxygen. But his brain was adrift as Thane mindfucked him, as his body controlled him, as his chartreuse eyes revealed the things his words never could.

“Bast, I get your hurt. I get your angry. I am, too.” Thane released Sebastian so fast, so furious, his head spun. His legs weakened. He would have lost his balance, if Thane hadn’t been there to catch him. “Don’t forget. I. Am. Too. Goddamn it.”

~Sebastian, In Love, There Was You
(The Doms of Kinky, Kansas Book 2)
by Mia Ashlinn

Monday, August 3, 2015

Kinky Office Visits



“Damn, boy.” Adam whistled. “I did all your dirty work, and you still ended up in 'Daddy’s' office?” He shook his head. “Pitiful. Fucking pitiful.”

~Adam, In Love, There Was You
(The Doms of Kinky, Kansas Book 2)
by Mia Ashlinn

Saturday, August 1, 2015

Kinky Problems, Breathing's One




Sebastian didn’t breathe, didn’t blink, didn’t move. He felt as though his life hinged on Thane’s next words.

“I’d close my eyes and take my cock in hand. Then I’d pretend it was you stroking me. I’d get out the lube and tell myself it was Delancey’s mouth wrapped around me. It was her sucking me off. I’d spend hours, Bast. Hours fucking myself into oblivion. I’d blow load after load. Each time, I called your name or hers. And each time, I was left more empty than before.”

~Sebastian, In Love, There Was You
(The Doms of Kinky, Kansas Book 2)
by Mia Ashlinn

Friday, July 31, 2015

Revenge is a Dish Best Served...Bound & Gagged?



Bayliss shreds the barricade of men between her and me with one ballbusting bitch glare. “If it were me, I’d fuck you up.”

“But it’s not you.” Thank God. Bayliss is all bark, all bite, all the time.

“No, it’s not, and you should be glad. Because if it were me…” She smiles, a smile that would have Satan pissing his pants, and strolls up to me with her arms locked behind her back. “I’d fuck a football team at the foot of your bed while you watched.” She pats my chest. “You’d be bound and gagged, of course.”

~Reyes, Untitled
The Original Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)
by Molly Grayson

Thursday, July 30, 2015

Two Kinky Men Go Head-to-Head...



Sebastian dug in his heels as Thane continued to crowd him. “Who says I won’t take another man to my bed?” he taunted. They both knew he wouldn’t allow another Dom to top him. Thane was the only man alive he trusted. Despite everything, he still trusted him. “Who says he won’t love bending me over, spreading me wide, and fucking his dick in my ass? You used to do it all the time. If memory serves—”

Thane’s hands found Sebastian’s hair and fisted in it. He pulled his head back with a painful snap. “I say.”

Air puffed in Sebastian. Air puffed out of him. “You don’t get a say.”

“Try me, Bast. Just goddamn try me.”

~Sebastian, In Love, There Was You
(The Doms of Kinky, Kansas Book 2)
by Mia Ashlinn

Thursday, July 16, 2015

Bills, Bills, Bills



I’m too weak to stop them, too tired to fight them. But when my strength returns later, there’ll be hell to pay and Reyes will wish his Black Card had the power to foot that motherfucking bill. 

~Torrigan, Untitled story
The Original Billionaire Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)
by Molly Grayson




Wednesday, July 15, 2015

Not A Lady In The Street, Just A Freak In The Bed



I get guys like their women dirty. I do. I’ve heard Usher and Ludacris singing about freaks in the bed often enough. But at some point, tooling around with whatever ho spreads her legs wide enough and for the most guys quits being hot and becomes sad. And at that point, being the guys sticking it to her is no longer sexy. It’s pathetic. 

Tonight’s group grope is sad. My boys are pathetic, and their bang bunny is a pitiful, little ho. 

~Torrigan, Untitled story
The Original Billionaire Brothers 
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)
by Molly Grayson 


Friday, July 10, 2015

Hug Me Baby This One Time




Puppies are cute. Baby chicks are cute. Kittens, guinea pigs, and fluffy freaking bunnies. Those things are cute. But women? They’re hot. They’re sexy. They’re a good time between the sheets. The one thing they are not is cute. Except Torrigan is. She’s so cute it’s sickening. And yet I’m not sick. I’m fascinated, and I want to hug her. 

Jesus, I want to hug her. I don’t even hug my mother.

~Reyes, Untitled story
The Original Billionaire Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)
by Molly Grayson

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Get Off The Pot, Lancelot!



Gannon acts like some White Knight of the Round Toilet. But he’s not Lancelot, and she’s my Guinevere.

~Reyes, Untitled
The Original Billionaire Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)
by Molly Grayson

Wednesday, July 8, 2015

Catch My Breath or Bed My Angel?




I need a second, a breather before I do something stupid. Like sweep her off her feet, carry her to the nearest bed of roses, and fuck her until the only name she knows is mine. 

~Reyes, Untitled story
The Original Billionaire Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)
by Molly Grayson








Tuesday, July 7, 2015

Molly & Mia Come Together For Teasetastic Tuesday



I remember the first time I met Fear. 
I was five.

Then came Death.
I was nine.

After that was Abandonment.
I was eleven.

Then I met an angel.
I was twenty-two.

The funny thing, 
my angel was far more dangerous 
than the three previous combined.

Why?
Because she could do the one thing they didn’t.

She could break me.
And I could break her.
I wasn’t sure which of those scared me more.

~Reyes, Untitled story
The Original Billionaire Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)
by Molly Grayson






“It’s him I don’t trust.”
Her words would cut Thane, and they should. 
Trust came easy to some. It came hard to others. But Delancey? She gave trust to no one, and her loyalty wasn’t offered. It was earned. 
“It’s Thane who doesn’t deserve my loyalty.”
Sebastian remained silent. Delancey was right. Thane’s deception had shattered her trust and demolished her loyalty. He’d done damage he might not be able to repair. Sebastian couldn’t find it in himself to care. 
Fuck me once, shame on you.
Fuck me twice, shame on me.

~In Love, There Was You
The Doms of Kinky, Kansas Book 2
by Mia Ashlinn




Monday, July 6, 2015

Batteries Not Included?



What does she think about being in bed with a man while surrounded by another woman’s belongings? Does it bother her? It bothers me. Those are my things, and Reyes is my man. He’s my love. But she gets him. She has him while I’m as lonely as a vibrator without batteries. 

~Torrigan, Untitled story
The Original Billionaire Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)
by Molly Grayson

Sunday, July 5, 2015

Say My Name, Say My Name...



“…What was your name again?” For once, I want to know. For once, I don’t worry I’ll forget.

The girl’s good humor returns. My heart beats faster. She grins, and my heart pounds harder. “Oh but, baby, don’t you remember my name? You were screaming it a few weeks ago.”

My stomach lurches. Had I hooked up with her and forgotten? 


No.

Fuck no.

There is no way I forgot this woman, not in this lifetime, not in past lifetimes, not ever. She’s a Helen of Troy, a Britney Spears in those dirty knee socks. Her face could launch a thousand ships, her body fuel a million schoolgirl fantasies. No, I didn’t forget her. I couldn’t have. She’s messing with me, and I respect her for it.

~Reyes, Untitled story
The Original Billionaire Brothers
(of The Billionaire Brotherhood)
by Molly Grayson


(And just because these songs are in my head, here you go...)