Six Sentence Sunday: Desire and Deception

This is from my erotic thriller, Desire and Deception.

The blanket tossed aside, an arm thrown over his eyes, Dan’s well toned chest and abdominal muscles rippled as his breath rose and fell. Dark brown hair tapered down his belly to where his groin was barely covered, but she’d take care of that minor obstacle in a moment. Sarah slipped the cotton sheet off and sucked in her breath at her husband’s full naked glory.

Oh, yeah, baby. Not bad for a guy pushing thirty-four. Tanned, rested and at the ready in all the right places.

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Sunday Snippets 3 – DESIRE AND DECEPTION by Sharon Buchbinder

Today’s Sunday Snippets is from Sharon Buchbinder’s erotic thriller, DESIRE AND DECEPTION, the story of a man-eating Mexican cartel princess and the secrets she’d do anything to hide.

A baby cried in the distance. Tomas glanced at the bedroom door, then back at Isabel. Indecipherable grunting was followed by the sounds of the baby cooing and giggling.

“Out of all the nannies in Mexico, you had to get a deaf one. What were you thinking?”

He shot her an annoyed look. “Wasn’t like I had a lot of time to interview her. Besides, you should be happy. You told me to get a quiet one this time.”

Isabel sashayed closer to Tomas, and pushed her breasts into his chest. “I think you were too busy looking at her big breasts and nice ass to notice anything else.”

Tomas flushed. “Izzy, no, it’s not like that–”

“I see the way you stare at Rosa. You look at her like she’s an ice cream cone.” Isabel licked her lips, grabbed her husband’s ass, and pulled him close. The citrus smell of Emporio, her favorite men’s cologne, enveloped her. “The only woman you’re going to lick is me. You got that?”

He leaned down and nuzzled the hot spot on her neck. She arched her back, thrusting her pelvis against the growing lump in his jeans. Her robe fell open, and Tomas began kissing her breasts, licking and rubbing her hardening nipples. She ran her hands under his shirt and traced the outline of the large grinning skeleton tattoo on his back from memory. He slid his hand between her legs. Already wet and aching to have him inside, her nimble hand reached into his pants and found his rock-hard erection.

“I’ve been very naughty,” she breathed into his ear. “I want you to spank me. Hard.”

The robe slipped onto the floor in a puddle of white silk. Naked, Izzy, strutted to the bed, sat down and patted the bedspread. Slowly, Tomas strolled over, drawing out the suspense.

“I suppose you want to know why I’ve called you into my office.”

She giggled. Role play. Perfect.

“Well,” she ran her hands over her breasts and tugged at her nipples. “I’m thinking you’re about to give me a nice promotion.”

He stood knee to knee with her, his jeans rough against her skin. “Are you kidding? You’re one of the worst secretaries I’ve ever had.” Tomas plopped down on the bed and pulled her over his knee.

She wriggled her crotch against his rising bulge. “I don’t understand, Boss, what did I do?”

“For one thing,” he caressed her buttocks in slow circular motion, making the circles smaller and smaller. “Your coffee sucks.”

A soft slap landed on her ass, barely causing her to flinch.

She nearly spat in frustration. “Is that all you’ve got?”

“For another thing, you can’t type.”

A harder smack. That was better.

“In fact, I have ten things that I need to discipline you about. So start counting. And don’t skip any numbers. You’ll only make it harder for yourself.”

“Ten.”

His hand landed on her bottom in a furious staccato, the cracking sounds filling the room.

“Yes, yes, yes!” She jerked forward and his clever fingers slid between her labia, sending an explosion of pleasure mixed with pain up her core.

“Nine.” With each slap, he stroked deeper, harder, sliding in her wet moist center, strumming her clit like a guitar string. She was so close, just a few more spanks and she’d be there.

“Seven.” A furious crack on her smarting butt, soon, soon she’d be there–

The Mexican national anthem blared from a red telephone.

She moaned. “Not now.”

“You’d better grab the damn thing before it gets to the next verse.” He stepped away from her. “You know how your father is.”

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Horrible Warning or Good Example?

Jezebel.

Why is it that this name is often associated with the following epithets: whore, slut, evil, harlot, seductress, scheming, manipulative, and murderess? How many of us have actually read that portion of the Hebrew Bible closely? I hadn’t until recently when I picked up Alice Ogden Bellis’ book, Helpmates, Harlots and Heroes: Women’s Stories in the Hebrew Bible.  Bellis’ book is an eye-opening, feminist review of women’s stories in the Hebrew Bible. The author employs the latest critical thinking in feminist literature while simultaneously reminding the reader of the realities of women’s lives in that era, as well as the fact that men wrote the bible.

Warning: If you are offended by feminist interpretations of biblical tales, don’t read the rest of this post.

Here’s the real deal about Jezebel: she was Queen of Israel and came from a different kingdom. She was an outsider, a daughter of the King of the Sidonians.  An independent and strong woman, she brought her religion with her to the marriage. She worshipped Asherah (the goddess found in many cultures of that time) and Baal, the son of Asherah.  Elijah, the prophet, told everyone to abandon their idols for Yahweh. At the time, Yahweh was a new concept, an invisible god, competing with a lot of other visible gods and goddesses.* Elijah called upon Yahweh to destroy the false prophets. This was in no small part because Queen Jezebel had already knocked off a bunch of Elijah’s followers. These were not forgiving people, nor were these accepting times. The power struggle between Queen Jezebel and Elijah was a fight to the death.

1 Kings 18:19 Now therefore send, [and] gather to me all Israel unto mount  Carmel, and the prophets  of Baal four hundred  and fifty, and the prophets of the groves four hundred, which eat at Jezebel’s  table.  (The Blue Letter Bible http://www.blueletterbible.org/Bible.cfm?b=1Ki&c=18&t=KJV#19)

Only the prophets of Baal were destroyed–none of the “prophets of the groves,” i.e., the goddess, Asherah. Elijah declared himself and Yahweh the winner.  But, Jezebel  was one tough cookie. You had to be to survive in those times. When she saw her husband, King Ahab, was depressed because he couldn’t  buy some land from two men, she arranged to have the men killed via the council of elders’ decree. (Some experts suggest she was not behind this move, that it was King Ahab’s action). Her husband got the vineyards and lands.  Years later, after King Ahab dies, the son of one of the men she had killed for his vineyards became the new ruler. Elijah backed the new king. When Jezebel realized she was about to die, she put on her make-up and fine clothing, looked out the window at the mob below and spoke to them defiantly.  Three eunuchs grabbed her, threw her to her death, and then she was trampled by a horse. When someone called for a decent burial, all they could find was her skull and a few bones. Elijah wanted this woman and her influence completely erased. He said to let the dogs feast on her. He also said:

1 Kings 9:37 And the carcass of Jezebel shall be as dung upon the face of the field in the portion of Jezreel; [so] that they shall not say, This [is] Jezebel. (The Blue Letter Bible http://www.blueletterbible.org/Bible.cfm?b=2Ki&c=9&t=KJV#30)

Elijah clearly did not want a martyr’s grave.

The early kings did not acquire their thrones and kingdoms by being nice. They took things by force and grew alliances through marriage, which is one of the reasons Jezebel was married off to King Ahab. She was the daughter of a powerful ruler. She was also a pawn in a biblical game of thrones. Yes, Jezebel was scheming, manipulative, and possibly murderous, because her husband’s throne was at stake. There is no evidence that she was a harlot, whore, slut or seductress. Was she evil? Were her actions any different from the men of the times? Or was she deemed evil because she was a woman? Take a moment to reflect on how King David sent Uriah to the front to be killed after Bathsheba became pregnant. Yet, David is still held up as a role model and Jezebel as a terrible example. In a patriarchy, women are not supposed to think, have power, or do anything except have male babies and obey their husbands. Have times really changed that much?

As I listened to the sound bites and followed the Rush Limbaugh/Sandra Fluke controversy , it occurred to me that many of the same epithets used against Queen Jezebel were used against a modern woman, a learned woman, a law student. When all else fails, it seems, some men will call a woman a slut. So, what do you think of Jezebel? Horrible warning or good example of a strong woman living in tough times?

(* Raphael Patai, biblical scholar and author of The Hebrew Goddess writes about the archaeological support for the idea that Asherah and Yahweh were a divine couple who lived a peaceful and loving co-existence in the Temple of Solomon. But that’s another post for another time.)

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PS: When I wrote DESIRE AND DECEPTION , I purposely chose the name Isabel for one of my heroines because of its similarity in sound to Jezebel. Here’s a link to the sexy book trailer for this erotic read.

Six Sentence Sunday: Desire and Deception

This week’s SSS comes from Sharon Buchbinder’s erotic thriller, Desire and Deception. We are visiting our newlyweds, Sarah and Dan, as they return home from their honeymoon in Florida. Sarah sits by the Koi pond and watches a school of small fish swim by.

Well, at least someone was fertile at this address. After months of trying–even before the wedding–maybe it was time to see an infertility specialist. She wasn’t getting any younger. Dan kept telling her it was stress related.

Maybe he had a point. Finding your dead boss definitely fell under the category of stressors.

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