Falling for MonaLisa… #AmWriting #ScorpionTail #RockMyWorld #ASMSG

I learn something new about my characters every day!

MonaLisa, for instance, is very poetic with her dialogue. Maybe because she’s a songwriter. I don’t know. She says things that come out like lyrics. And I promise you, I’m not writing her like this on purpose! She whispers in my ear and her words make their way into a scene.

I read over something I wrote and be like, “when the hell did I write that?”

It’s baffling!



“Try as you will to shatter me. In the end, it would be you crumbling at my feet…”


“I refuse to let her drag you down. If you’re going to hell with anyone, its gonna be me.”


“How ironic is this? The snake has the nerve to call the scorpion venomous.”


With every scene she’s in, I’m falling more in love with her.


Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas




Put Your Mouth on Me #Poetry #Erotica #EroticRomance #Romance #IAN1 #ASMSG

MouthIt’s impossible to breathe until you put your mouth on me

I’m suffocating in sheer lust

Every inch of my body throbs…



An unbearable heat builds within my core

You rest those seductive dark eyes on me…

Looking oh-so-fine as your chocolate tone glistens under the artificial light…

Thick ribbons of ecstasy dance between us

I don’t need to say it, because you already know

You sense it…

Taste it…

The arousal soaking into my panties…

Sliding down between my thighs…

You lick your lips, giving me but a glimpse of your pink tongue…

I want it, exploring the most intimate regions of my body…

I want it, inside of me…

Save me from this torturous need

Baby, can’t you see…

I can’t breathe until you put your mouth on me

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2014

Happy Hump Day!


Seduce Me (Part 1) #Poetry #ASMSG


Seduce me

Hold me close

Whisper sweet nothings in my ear…

As I stir in my heated passion for you

Seduce me

Run your hands over my naked flesh…

Make me simmer, make me crave your lips on mine

As my body shudders against you

Seduce me

Make me forget where I am, make it not matter

Slide your fingers over the most sensitive parts of my body

As I desperately whisper your name

Seduce me…

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2013

Breathe Her In


I can’t help it

I can’t help but breathe her in

Consume her on every inhale

Swallow her moans

With the breath of her soul, she tempts me

Compels me

Seduces me

And leaves the taste of her passion on my tongue


Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2013

The Need to Feed


The predator and her prey

Look at the look in her eyes as she shamelessly tugs on the panties with her mouth…

That’s pure hunger

The insatiable need to feed

You can’t escape it

The only thing you can do is yield to it

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2013

Black Butterfly

She is so much more than a woman…

A figure of strength…

An object of my affection…

She isn’t just a means to satisfy my manly urges.


She is my soul mate…

My queen…

My black butterfly.

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2012

Blue Light Seduction

Blue Light Seduction

I’m already enthralled, completely captivated by you

Stripped beneath you, unable to breathe without you

Drown me in your passion, for it is my only desire

Stroke my masculinity, rouse my fire

Squeeze me tighter, swallow all of me

My vision is blurred, only you I can see

My hips rise, drawn upwards by your body’s suction

Immersed in the blue light of your seduction…

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2012

Winged Lover

Winged Lover

Every night she comes to him right before he falls asleep.

She gently kisses his lips, whispers his name and strokes the very core of him to life. His mind numbs. His body shudders. He reaches out to touch her. Her form slips through his fingers like smoke on the wind. It leaves him drunk with need.

What is she? An angel in his dreams, a figment of his imagination?

But he feels her.

He feels the warmth of her heavenly body melting into his and the wetness of her sex gliding down his erection. The sensation brings him to tears. If only he could wrap his arms around her…

Time and time again, she takes him to the peak of fulfillment. She leaves him bathed in his own secretions, exhausted, yet needy for more.


He begs her to allow him the slightest touch, to caress her skin, to run his hands over her womanly curves.

She giggles and gifts him with that impish smile and sweet kiss. “Until tomorrow night, my love,” she promises on a fading whisper.

Tomorrow can’t come soon enough.

My winged lover.

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2012

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Naked, and wanting

Whoohoo! Hump day Wednesday, one of my favorite days of the week. 😉

Once again I’ve come to gift you with seductive images and tantalizing words. Enjoy and have a fabulous week!

Naked, and wanting…

I amble down the hallway on silent steps, following the delicious scent left in your wake.

You’re startled when you see me standing in the doorway. Our eyes meet. Fear is washed away by lust.

Droplets of water cling to your muscled frame, and slide down your defined contours, making my mouth water. Now I’m jealous.

I saunter toward you, enthralled by your body. More so the juicy limb hanging heavily between your thighs. It rises the closer I get, and points me out.

Bold and ready.

Heat flushes my lady parts. No longer can I drag this out and torture you with desire. I need to have you now.

The space between us disappears. Skin to skin, my body melts into yours. Our lips connect.

There’s no resistance when my thighs hug your hips and my body swallows your manhood. Because you already know you belonged to me.


You clutch onto my backside for dear life, digging your fingers into my flesh. I ground my crotch against yours, fusing us together, panting as your shaft brutally stabs my womb.

Pleasure is pain, and pain is utter pleasure. Yet still, I want more.

Your quickened heartbeat and jutting hips sets the pace. Up and down. Grinding and winding. Faster and faster, we ride each other in an erotic dance.

Heavy pants turn to whimpers, and whimpers to moans.

Still, I want…

My mouth finds your neck. I penetrate you as you penetrate me. I’m filled from both ends as a river of life force flows into me.


The rhythm slows. I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop.

I take and give, then give and take, until you grow cold and the dance ends.

You fall away and leave me…

Naked, and wanting.

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2011

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I gaze at myself…

Happy Hump Day friends!

Today, I have a little something for the fellas. I found a poem that fits perfectly, in my opinion, with the images I have chosen. This is one of my tamer poems. *giggle* I’ll be sure to give you something nasty next time guys. 😉

I have great respect for women who love themselves and bask in self-confidence. It’s too many women out there who look for reasons to criticize themselves, and pick at their imperfections because they don’t fit the mold of beauty that society has built. I have to say something, and I’m pretty sure most men would agree with me.

There is nothing, and I mean nothing, sexier than a woman who carries herself with pride and confidence. Holla!

Okay, enough of my chatter. Onto the juicy pics. 😉

I gaze at myself because I like what I see

My full lips, my exotic eyes, my thick frame… damn I’m sexy

Naw baby, don’t call it arrogance, it’s simply self-love

It’s this open love for myself that got you thinking of

All the naughty things you could do to me if only you could get close

To hold me, to feel me, to breathe in the scent of my blossoming rose

You like to see me gaze at myself because it makes you hot

Don’t deny it, I see the way you’re looking at me and caressing your crotch

Isn’t it lovely, my bold curves, my wicked swagger, my smooth skin tone

I am all woman, compelling, beautiful and fierce, to desire me is not wrong

I could stand here admiring my beauty and teasing you all day

Don’t let that discourage you, keep your eyes on me, and never look away

Copyright © Yvonne Nicolas 2011


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