If you thought the last couple of installments of A Perfect Match were not fit for primetime, today's is probably the worst in the entire book. Remember, this is your current Commissioner of Agriculture who wants to be your Comptroller of Public Accounts.
She screamed as he found her.
"I can't hold back any longer," he groaned and then was inside her, the heat and slickness of her welcoming body almost pushing him over the edge. Ross stiffened on his elbows and bent his head, searching for control.
Emily surged up to meet him, sealing him tigher within her, and he began to move, his arms holding her tightly, his breath coming in great gasps.
"I... can't... I don't know how," she said.
"Yes, you do," he said, his hands gripping her to him. "Now," he commanded, and Emily could feel it happening, harder, faster, and then she was gone with him, over the top.
Ross's breathing slowed finally. He couldn't move. Emily's thighs held him securely and he gently stroked the damp hair from her forehead. "Are you all right?" Emily opened her eyes slowly and smiled up at him, the blue of her eyes blinding him.
"It's not exactly described this way in the biology texts."
I left you hanging last with Ross and Emily's first attempt at some premarital play. Today's installment reveals the sincere disappointment...
..."I'm sorry about that." Ross's voice was very quiet.
She turned and saw the gleam of his eyes as he stared at the ceiling. He shut his eyes briefly before he swiveled his head and gazed at her. With a sigh, he pulled her shirt down over her bare breasts. Silently he handed her the pajama bottoms he'd removed.
"This won't work," he spoke over her bent head.
Emily fought to control the humiliation that colored her cheeks. She'd fallen all over him in bed, literally. She'd practically seduced him, driven to behave uncharacteristically by her own urges. She'd wanted him, hot and hard inside her and he'd known it. Undoubtedly pity was a powerful aphrodisiac.
Emily moved to the edge of the bed, swing her legs to the floor, and sat up. "Certainly not," she muttered, her eyes stinging. "No problem, I understand completely."
by Susan Combs, A Perfect Match, 1990
Is conservative sex guilty sex? What about if your getting screwed by The Man?
We told you to be prepared. Hide the children (from Susan Combs).
...as fingertips plucked at her waiting nipple bringing a reeling dizziness.
She felt his chest rising unsteadily and heard his rapid intake of breath. His lips sucked gently at the curve of her neck, his tongue brushed against the lobe of her ear then plunged inside. Her body bucked in reaction at the desire surging through her.
Ross gave a quick tug and her pajama bottoms slid away with a quiet rustle. Suddenly she was bare. He thrust his leg between hers, and a deep heaviness throbbed in her belly. He was hard, pressing against her, and she moaned.
She needed him to fill the aching void at her center.
With devastating slowness, his hand cupped her completely before he slowly slid a finger into her warmth. She was burning up. Heat sliced through her. Emily gave herself up to the sweet torment of his hand as her hips rocked against his touch. Clutching his shoulders, her mouth blindly sought his. Desperate for release, she tightened her grip. "Ross," she managed, feeling as though she where spinning out of control.
Ross's body stilled. He made a harsh sound almost of pain then he withdrew his hand. He rolled away and lay beside her, his breathing still touch, one arm over his eyes.
"I'm sorry about that." Ross's voice was very quiet…
by Susan Combs, A Perfect Match, 1990
I can only wonder what fine tales Combs could write now with all her experience from being Ag Commissioner... And what if she becomes Comptroller? Naughty tax assessing? Stay tuned...
Back in June, the great folks at PinkDome did a fabulous photoshop in regards to Republican candidate for Comptroller, Susan Combs. The point of the post was to introduce the sordid tales of her steamy early 90's trashy romance novel entitled, "A Perfect Match" published by now defunct Kismet Publishing.
While Democratic candidate Fred Head (no, not kidding) has been pushing the book in his stump speech to no avail (as have others for the past decade), getting a hold of the text of this trashy romance novel is not the easiest thing, seeing as how the Combs folks have bought up most every copy they could find by now.
Fred Head has a copy though, and for your reading pleasure, I'll be reproducing the 3 hottest pages of this 222 page sexual thriller for you over the next week.
Don't think you can handle it? Pish-posh! I say it's the perfect thing to celebrate the two and a half year anniversary of the "Rick Perry is Gay" Scandal. Why else do you read Burnt Orange Report?
(Another candidate diary, welcome! Hank Gilbert is running for Ag Commissioner and is one of my two most favorite candidates running statewide. - promoted by Karl-Thomas Musselman)
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